You Could Just Say No… But Where’s the Fun in That?

Howdy Vibrant Fam! It’s Wednesday—and yes, I’m a little late getting this one out to you. Thanks for your patience and, as always, for being here.

If I’m being honest, today has been a long one. It was so tempting to just sweep this post under the rug and catch back up later. But that wouldn’t be honoring what this journey is all about. We’re challenging ourselves this year—pushing limits, staying creative, and striving to be better humans.

And honestly? As I write this, I keep thinking back to last week’s post on resilience. That power and drive to keep going, even when everything in you is screaming “Nope, stop, not today.” The strength to quiet that voice and push forward anyway.

Sure, tonight it’s “just” a blog post—but we’ve all been there, right? That one text or email you need to send feels like climbing Everest. The small pile of dishes in the sink becomes the most overwhelming task in the world. And yet, when you push through? It’s like a weight lifts and the cloud breaks. That’s determination—or as the American Cancer Society puts it: DetermiNation.

A Quick Glimpse Into My Day:

As some of you know, I’m running for two incredible organizations in the fight against cancer. Part of that is deeply personal—I'm a childhood cancer survivor. And, well... even when you're "done" with cancer, you’re never really done.

Every year, I go back for a check-up—just to make sure there’s nothing lurking in the bloodwork. Today was that day. And I’ve recently come to realize just how much medical anxiety I carry. It's not the needles or the hospital smells—it’s the unknown. The what-ifs. I think that fear traces back to feeling like my body betrayed me as a kid, y’know?

But hey, this isn’t therapy—I won’t bore ya with all the good stuff. 😉

So I started my day riding high on medical anxiety, blasting Doechii’s “Anxiety” at full volume (10/10 would recommend), and rolled right into a full workday. And if that wasn’t enough, I bookended the day with therapy. Love my therapist. Love therapy. And honestly, I think the world would be a better place if we all had someone to talk to.

Lately, we’ve been digging into a lot of the same themes I explore here: medical anxiety (cue Doechii again), this year’s big personal challenges, my sobriety journey, and everything in between. (But y’all don’t take my insurance, so I’ll skip the deep dive.)

Having someone in my corner—someone who champions all of this change—makes a huge difference. Because choosing to run seven world marathons? That’s no small task. Tackling sobriety while working in live entertainment? (Have you ever been to a concert? A festival?? Girl.) Add in just the everyday work of growing into a better version of myself, and it’s… a lot.

Running as My Release:

Running has become my outlet—a space where I get to see just how far I can go. Let’s be real: there are a lot of reasons not to run. Hills. Humidity. Respiratory distress. (Just me?) And honestly, we could just walk.

But the biggest, clearest reason to run? It’s a self-imposed, self-motivated challenge. You're not proving anything to anyone else. You’re proving something to yourself. And that—on its own—is powerful.

I’m excited to revisit these posts at the end of this journey. I’m excited to look back and see how we’ve grown together, how we’ve embraced new challenges, and how we’ve kept pushing each other to be better humans.

The goal has always been to spread a little light. A little fire. A little vibrancy.

Until next time… Stay Vibrant.