Things feel hard right now. For everyone. On the personal, local, and world level.

And I thought this post about how everything will be okay and how our reaction to a situation is a secondary (not primary) source of pain; one that we can work with even if we can’t stop the first type of pain (the situation) from happening.

After going through some possible what ifs that stem from the fear response, he points out that those worst fears are not how life works. He writes,

If you were to think back on all the moments where you thought everything collapsed, how do you explain the fact that you’re still here standing today? … There’s a great irony to thinking that your life is unbearable because your very existence means that you are already bearing it. The very fact that you’re here right now is proof that you have what it takes to endure and overcome your hardships.

It’s a great read to bookmark and return to the next time you look at life and think, “How are we going to get through this?”

This weekend, I’ll hit my 1,500th day of closing all three rings in a row. What this means is that I stood up 12 or so times per day, exercised 30 minutes per day, and burned 220 calories per day. The first and third goals are pretty easy to hit without trying, but that middle goal — exercising for 30 minutes — means that I went for a walk or did yoga 1,500 days in a row. Even when I got my COVID vaccine and thought I was going to pass out. Even when I was sad or tired or short of time.

Fine, there’s usually one day per month where I bullshit my way to that goal, but even with 12 bullshit days per year, that’s still something to celebrate.

I’m going to celebrate by sitting! And eating ice cream!

I am both happy I started this and regret that I started this because I sometimes feel ruled by my watch. Like when we go to the beach, and I just want to plop down in the sand and read, but I first have to go marching down the shoreline and back for at least a half hour so my watch doesn’t send me messages like: “You can still do it, Mel.” But I’m also moving more, and that was the whole point of the reminder on my wrist.

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Stop procrastinating. Go make your backups. Don’t have regrets.

Seriously. Stop what you’re doing for a moment. It will take you fifteen minutes, tops. But you will have peace of mind for days and days. It’s the gift to yourself that keeps on giving.

As always, add any new thoughts to the Friday Backup post and peruse new comments to find out about methods, plug-ins, and devices that help you quickly back up your data and accounts.

And now the blogs…

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But first, second, helpings of the posts that appeared in the open comment thread last week. To read the description before clicking over, please return to the open thread:

• None… sniff.

Okay, now my choices this week.

The Barreness recounts a scary health situation. She was admitted to the hospital for observation after landing in the ER with tenderness connected to her autoimmune disorder. This was the line that gutted me while reading: “I sat in my room alone for a while, quietly crying, sitting in the strangeness of the morning that had unfolded. A whirlwind of people, drugs, questions…. What had just happened? What was happening?” My heart went out to her, thinking about sitting with those unknowns and strangeness. Don’t worry — the post lands in a good place.

Lastly, Middle Girl writes about a birthday celebration for her 70-year-old cousin. I love this: “A joy-filled event. Love in action!” Love in action is the best way to describe a birthday event.

The roundup to the Roundup: 1,500 days of exercise in a row. Your weekly backup nudge. And lots of great posts to read. So what did you find this week? Please use a permalink to the blog post (written between April 18 – April 25) and not the blog’s main URL. Not understanding why I’m asking you what you found this week. Read the original open thread post here.

I found as I was writing about Beorn last week that I struggled with what to call him.

Not his name, obviously, but “pet” felt a little too… owner-ish. He lived in my house. I paid for all of his care and upkeep, but in the end, I didn’t own him. I couldn’t force him to interact with me or give affection back. He wasn’t an object. Calling him a pet felt wrong.

I’m not really a “fur baby” sort of person, though he was definitely my baby. I would swaddle him and carry him around the house like a baby and tell him he was my baby. He was an enormous priority, though there was a difference between Beorn and the twins. Calling him my fur baby felt wrong, too.

His big personality transcended the impersonal “animal,” and he was so much more than your run-of-the-mill “guinea pig.” I wish there was a better term out there to describe our relationship or how he fit into our family and what I lost. Because that’s the sentence I’ve had trouble completing, “I’ve lost my…” My heart? My comfort? My emotional support? My soft, sweet boy?

I thought this was really good advice, so I’m passing it along in case it resonates with you, too. It speaks to artists, but I think everyone — regardless of your job or if you don’t have a job — enters a scarcity mindset from time to time.

She defines the scarcity mindset:

Scarcity mindset is the state of believing that what you want is in limited supply. That you will never have enough of that thing.

You could have this feeling around money, time, connections, status, or security. If you experience scarcity around connection, you feel lonely. If you experience scarcity around status, you feel undervalued.

It’s any time that you feel anxious that you don’t have enough or you’re somehow behind or you’ll never catch up to peers, and it almost always accompanies a comparison because without that benchmark, how can your brain know how you stack up?

She doesn’t just provide the definition. She goes into the three things that happen when you’re in a scarcity mindset and ways to tackle it. I’ve been using her recommendation to set a timer, do the task, and walk away. If you reached your goal (e.g., write for a half hour or send three job applications), then it doesn’t matter how anyone else does. You’ve reached your own finish line.

There is a lot of scarcity messaging out there, keeping that idea that you don’t have enough or you’re getting behind front and center in our brains. Find the source and remove it. It’s not that it’s not true — things are pretty bad out there right now — but you don’t need to keep hearing the message.

Not sure what #MicroblogMondays is? Read the inaugural post which explains the idea and how you can participate too.

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I adore this story about how Penn and Teller did a magic trick, and it’s a really good reminder that most things you’re impressed with require an extraordinary amount of time to accomplish.

It’s two-fold: The hours put in learning sleight of hand to get the correct card chosen and the months put in having the grass regrow.

But mostly, I love Teller’s quote: “Sometimes magic is just someone spending more time on something than anyone else might reasonably expect.” It’s something to keep in mind whenever making a comparison.

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