5 Favourite Things I’ve Learned In My #heroicminutechallenge

So, I started the #HeroicMinuteChallenge that was started by Arleen Spenceley and Leah Darrow a few weeks ago (I waited a full week before I joined in), and I’d be lying if I said I woke up at 5 am every single morning (I have more often than not though! And every day this week, so far) but I’ve been enjoying.

The purpose of the challenge, as I understood it, was that by waking up early in the morning we are able to carve out some time to do something we may not have time to do later in the day (pray, read, blog, etc) and I used it as the kick in the pants I needed to get to the gym in the mornings. I always mean to, but then I don’t. Then I mean to go after work (and then I don’t do that either).blog 5 faves

But it’s safe to say that in the last 2 weeks I’ve gone to the gym in the morning about 7 or 8 times, the mornings I don’t go to the gym I usually read).


I actually have time to make my bed in the morning. The first one is a little bit ridiculous, but I’m usually so rushed in the mornings that I’ve never mastered the art of making my bed every morning. Now I have the time, and it’s true what people say about how your room will look neater and it is more relaxing to have a made bed. So there, waking up 2 hours before my regular alarm, gives me time to be an adult. And that is awesome.


Immodest male clothing does exist. This isn’t a favourite persay, but it is something I learned. Since rejoining the Church a few years I’ve been trying to really grasp the concept of modesty because there is so much information out there, and I never really understood how a man’s clothing could be considered immodest. Then I started going to the gym at 530 am and there is a man that also goes that early who wears the tightest, shortest man-shorts ever. Like athletic boxer briefs. So yes, I’ve learned that sometimes men’s clothes can be immodest and that both men and women have to consider what they wear and more importantly, what they look at.


It’s easier to be at work. I don’t have kids, or a spouse but I do have a nasty habit of letting my work seep into every part of my life, and the last few weeks have been so busy that I didn’t even notice that the stress had started to interfere with my sleep and my life in general.  Taking some time in the morning for myself has made it so much easier to deal with work and stress.




Getting to 10,000 steps is not that hard. I joined a weightloss/diet group just after Easter and one of the statutes is to get 10,000 steps in and it is so much easier when I do 40 minutes on a treadmill in the morning. By the time I am done at the gym and walking to work I have about 2500 steps to get which isn’t hard at all.



The feeling of accomplishment. Even if I spend the rest of my day doing stuff of little importance, at least I’ve accomplished one thing for the day. I love the feeling of accomplishing something, even if it is just a 40 minute walk on a treadmill.


So, I’m not sure if I’ll keep this 5 am wake up thing forever, but so far it has been nothing but beneficial for me.





Linking up with Efficient Momma!


The #MarchforLife and Overcoming Fear

Yesterday I told someone where I worked.

This isn’t unusual for most people, but I don’t like confrontation and I’m timid and tend to avoid it. I can post stuff on Facebook and I try to keep it non-controversial, but on Facebook I can turn off the notification.

Today I told someone where I work, face to face, and it was terrifying.

I work for a right to life organization, and I’m okay with telling people when I know they are allies. For everyone else, I just say I work for a non-profit and pray no follow up questions are asked.

But today, I just said it without hemming and hawing and it felt natural.

I was shocked.

Fear is something I’ve dealt with forever. I’m fearful, anxious, and constantly worried about saying or doing the wrong thing in social situations.

Today, however, it just felt so natural. I stared at the woman and her face reacted a little bit but she said nothing: no confrontations, no accusations about being anti-choice or anti-woman.

Lately, my faith life has been…not the greatest. I’ve been busy at work, and there have been so many setbacks and it has been so discouraging. I have said the odd prayer here and there, mostly for strength.

I was asking for the strength to be courageous in the fight for life.

I was asking for strength to proclaim life to strangers, even if I’m hated, yelled at, and ostracized.

I’m still not perfect (obviously), and I’m still not sure that today meant anything. Maybe it was just a fluke. I don’t know.

But maybe, just maybe, it was the start of something.

Today in my province is our March for Life; tomorrow we gather to stand up for life from all stages, in all circumstances. Today I’m a face in a crowd, but still, we march.

I’m wearing a shirt with a bold slogan; it’s not exactly subtle.

And today I march for my little brother who is years younger than me and has special needs, but whose life is just as valuable as anyone else’s.

I march for a friend’s sister who happened to have Down’s Syndrome, because upwards of 90% of Down’s Syndrome children are aborted.

Today I march for those who are elderly, lonely, and suffering. Canada has removed its restrictions for euthanasia and, unless we end up with a miracle, euthanasia will end up in the same legal vacuum as abortion in Canada, with no laws at all governing it.

Today I march for women, all women, because our equality is not dependent on giving up our femininity. Our power lies within our ability to bear children and bring forth life.

Life is filled with less than perfect circumstances, but our ability to love those around us, at every stage of existence, regardless of age, location, or abilities should not be governed by circumstance. Love is a choice and it is stronger than death.

So today, above all, I march for love.

Being Catholic Is Awesome (Explained by Disney Princesses)


I am a young woman in college. Those who know me would say I’m a rain-loving and beanie wearing hipster, coffee addict, and bookworm. They would also say I’m passionately catholic. Of these identities, the most important is my faith. Being catholic is literally my favorite thing in the world and I thought I’d share some of the things I get a little excited about with my faith. (Through Disney characters of course).

1.) Praise and Worship– Basically a time to get crazy and praise Jesus like he deserves. No judging is accepted. You just sing and dance to worship the most amazing God. So beautiful.


2.) Confession– Where your soul gets a new start. We sin, we’re human. The good news is that God loves us so much, He forgives us. You walk in as a sinner, weighed down by guilt and the nastiness that is sin. You…

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