I was once a swimmer who had a coach that thought I would be a great person to swim the 200 butterfly- at every single meet. The 200 fly is not easy- long enough where you can not sprint, but short enough where it’s not a true distance event where you just hold a consistent pace. The strategy was to chop up the event into 3 sections: 50-100-50. Take the first 50 fairly easy, build up your pace during the 100, and pour out whatever you got left to bring it back home for the final 50.
For many students, they are in the 4th quarter, 3rd trimester, or the back half of the 2nd semester. This can also be a stressful time for students and parents, as the pressures to succeed, or simply pass. It can feel like a mad sprint to the end of the year, while others are still trying to get out of cruise control. Here are some tips to make the end of the year as successful as possible. Read the rest of this entry »
I know this is so 2009, but I have recently started listening to podcasts during my commutes back and forth. Listening to things without any visual cues, without a beat or bass line, and for the most part without distractions, is almost traveling back in time, simpler times. I will admit that my conversions to podcasts started with, but here’s what I’ve been listening to that is relevant to my work as a therapist, relationships, life, parenting, etc.
Dear Sugar was an advice column from The Rumpus, which was very popular and had a cult like following. Read the rest of this entry »
When I was in college, I was a champion procrastinator. One of the most productive forms of procrastinating came in the form of ironing my just-washed pants and shirts. Before the days of cable television in each dorm room, I would often iron in silence, watching the wrinkles vanish before my eyes, and creating uniform crisp creases. The sounds of hissing, misting, and the bursts of steam were all very tranquil.
Once the dorms were wired with cable, I took to multi-tasking: watching TV while ironing, sometimes there was even a headset involved and I would talk on the phone and iron (craziness!, I know). The peaceful and repetitive motion of ironing clothes allowed me to relax and watch the game or a sitcom. Post college the idea of watching TV and ironing continued. Read the rest of this entry »