There’s no shortage of depressing topics to tackle on any given day. For whatever reason of late, the news seems worse than ever. Even our local stories have been angling towards the negative.
I was thinking about offering my two cents worth about our “fiscally conservative” governor granting raises ranging from seven to 23 percent to a group of his administrators. Then, like nearly everyone else, I’ve gotten sucked into the Marcy’s Diner news and Facebook vortex. But alas, the thought of stirring up controversy on a perfect Friday morning during the height of Maine’s tourist season is just too freakin’ depressing.
So instead, I’m touching down today on talk about female empowerment and volunteerism. Can’t get in any trouble with that, can you?
My wife trains with a group of woman called SheJAMs. I’ve written about them before. She would tell you that this group of gals has changed her life. I’d believe her, too. It’s benefited me, also.
In a world where there are too many posers and hype that doesn’t deliver, groups like SheJAMs–which has changed women’s wellness right here in Maine—is the kind of authentic, good news story that I wish there were more of. In fact, one of their founders, Julie Marchese, is Tri for a Cure’s race director again this year. Julie’s the real deal, and I’m honored to have her call me, “Mr. B.”
Because of SheJAMs, who Mary first heard of when she participated in her first Tri for a Cure four years ago, I’ll be volunteering this weekend at this year’s event. Sometimes you’ve just got to try to do something good, no matter how small.
Actually, because my wife supports me in many positive ways, I decided to be her general gofer and “Mr. Do-Whatever-She-Needs-Me-To” in supporting her in her role as one of the volunteer coordinators for Sunday’s event that benefits the Maine Cancer Foundation. I’ll be just one of more than 500 people volunteering for this event.
Also, since I’ve preached about the need to give back through volunteerism and how social capital has been on the wane, I’m trying to walk my talk. Plus, as a triathlete, I always appreciate the volunteers supporting me whenever I’m competing. Then, there is the adage that talk is cheap, and cheaper than ever, again because likes on Facebook don’t really cost you anything.
One thing I’m sure about. I’ll be in a great frame of mind Sunday afternoon, after hustling about, trying to make this year’s Tri special for the ladies who are competing.