About Sheila Selman

Journalist and author Sheila Selman calls northern Indiana, home. She writes and edits for The Goshen News, plus serves as the digital content editor.

Exploring Michigan

I’ve not spent a lot of time traveling around our neighbor to the north. No, I don’t mean Canada. I’m talking about Michigan. Yep, a northern Indiana girl my whole life and I can probably count on two hands how many times I’ve crossed the northern state line.

A couple of weeks ago, my family and I took a vacation up to Hillman, which is just east of Alpena.

For those of you who don’t know where Alpena is, hold out your left hand. See the top of your index finger? That’s about where Alpena is located.
Anyways, we spent the week in a one-room fishing cabin, less than a stone’s throw away from a large lake. We had our own dock that we could launch our kayaks from. Or in our case, fish from.
The winds were a little too strong for a newbie kayaker as myself, so I stayed on shore with my daughter. We fished and fished and fished.


The Mr. Decided to brave the waves.
It was relaxing. Every once in a while, it’s good to leave the mad pace of work-school-responsibilities-social media, and vacation in a spot that has little if no phone reception. Our cabin had access to Wi-Fi, but my phone kept losing the signal.
The three of us enjoyed sleeping in, grilling, campfires and, oh yeah, fishing every single day.
We did leave the cabin one day for a trip to the Mackinac Bridge and St. Ignace. I had been to Mackinaw and Mackinac once before when I was a teenager. The bridge is indeed a wonder.

My husband drove us to St. Ignace while hunting for this little pasty shop out in the middle of nowhere, Lehto’s Pasties. That’s all that is sold there, and my goodness, their pasties are huge! The tender, flaky crust pockets a full meal of beef, potatoes and onions.
We stopped at a state rest park along Lake Huron and ate, feeding the seagulls the few morsels we had left while laughing at their antics.
And yes, we got pulled into the tourist trap area of Mackinaw City. But it was fun strolling around, eating fudge from Kilwin’s and looking at some of the shops that had not been there 30 years ago.
When we drove back to the fishing cabin, we took the lake view drive along U.S. 23. Not a lot of Lake Huron was visible because of trees, but when there were breaks, the view was stunning. We could see small beach strips that led out to beautiful green water before entering the deeper blue parts of the lake.
What surprised me most was the lack of people. I don’t know enough about that particular area to explain why there weren’t people out enjoying the sun and waves, but it definitely sparked my curiousity.
I really enjoyed our excursion into northern Michigan and I’d like to see more. I’ve been to Traverse City and found it equally pretty and I’ve been to Sault Ste. Marie, but that’s the extent of my travels in the northern region.
Like I said, I’d like to see more — especially the lighthouses. Perhaps next year we travel all the way to Whitefish Point and stop in for a visit at the Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum.
Thanks for the adventure, Michigan!

Sheila Selman is regional editor and digital content editor for The Goshen News. Follow her on Twitter at @sselman_TGN or on Facebook at Sheila Selman Journalist.

Martin Branch

 

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One of my favorite places in the world is Martin Branch in Mousie, Ky.

What’s the attraction? Peace and family history.

Mousie itself is off the beaten track. I bet no more than 500 people live in town and nearby hollows and branches. Mousie has a post office, a park, an elementary school and a volunteer fire department. It used to have a little store and a gas station/convenience store, but those are just vacant buildings now. I am hoping a local entrepreneur will reopen them.

Just outside of “downtown Mousie” is Martin Branch. You drive down a single-lane road that you cannot even see from the main route. You’ll pass by homes still owned by the Martins, the Campbells and the Huffs. But as you get into the hollow, it’s mainly owned by Gibson family members. Not all of them have Gibson as their last names, but they all descend from the same person, John P. Gibson.

We still aren’t clear if John P. purchased the land, or if it was his son (my great-grandpa) Ezekiel Gibson. My grandpa, Van Gibson, owned a good chunk of the mountain, which he left to his children. My dad is the only one who still lives there. Dad’s uncle Carl and his late uncle Junior own most of the rest of the property.

Even our Gibson family cemetery is located there.

I love visiting, taking hikes and picking shoestring, or whatever else happens to be in season. One of my favorite things to do is just to sit outside, watch the birds and relax. The sound of the creek rushing, water flowing off the mountain and into dad’s frog pond and the birds singing soothes my soul. Well, until the frogs start. They are so loud you cannot think.

Fashion Farm in Ligonier

Each year, my family takes a trip back to our hometown of Ligonier, Indiana, to visit Fashion Farm.

Along with a variety of pumpkins and mums, Fashion Farm is home to Fantasyland and a restaurant.

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Fantasyland is all about what you can contrive with pumpkins, gourds and some ingenuity. This year’s theme is Superheroes. Some of the annual displays are still there: the hall of presidents, including this year’s candidates Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton  with an empty seat bearing a question mark between them; Dolly Parton; and Snoopy.

Plenty of Marvel Comics superheroes fill the dried corn stock-lined path, along with a few villains. But the everyday heroes — firefighter, police officers and even basketball players — receive their own due.

Alas, no journalists defending the first amendment made the cut.

img_4537-1After visiting Fantasyland, wander on out to a couple of mazes and the old jail, which is a cell from one of the city’s old lockups.

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But before you leave, don’t forget to buy some homemade pumpkin doughnuts and pumpkin ice cream. Trust me. You will love them!

 

Happy Fall!

No winter blues here

After what seems to be the 50th snowstorm of the year…

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No exaggeration — we haven’t seen the ground since December —

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I got to thinking that despite polar vortices, this winter hasn’t been all that bad.

I got to see Casting Crowns …

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I met and interviewed Darren Julien of Julien’s Auctions — super nice guy!

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He is in a new, unscripted TV show on Lifetime, “Celebrity Home Raiders.” Check it out on Thursdays at 7 p.m.

I found out my daughter is on the high-ability end scholastically.

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See, she works soooo hard!!

I got to play with the dogs in the snow.

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I saw snowbows …

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And best of all, I got to spend time with my two favorite people …

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A spring hike

It’s the first day of spring break, so I took my daughter for a spring nature hike. We wanted to see what was popping up out of the ground. Thank goodness there weren’t any critters popping up to surprise us!
Here are a few of our finds:

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And we had to end the nature hike with a game of flying disc with the dog!

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I accept that challenge!

I like a challenge.
So when our women’s group at church developed a 40-day challenge to help us improve our personal discipline and relationship with God, I was in.
Each week has its own set of challenges.
This is the first week and we have been tasked with:
1 — Giving up sweets for a week, except for a one-time indulgence.
2 — Giving up TV and movies for the week.
3 — Playing children’s games for 20 minutes twice during the week.
4 — Memorizing a few verses out of Ephesians.
5 — Reading a Proverb a day.
6 — Writing a letter of support to someone on our pastoral staff.
Those are the biggies.
They don’t sound like much, do they? But try it.
What I feel in control about:
I’m not having a problem keeping my sweet tooth under control. Although I could seriously use a breath mint after eating most days.
And TV is not a big deal for me to give up either. However, I’m catching incidentals. I haven’t made my family give up TV, so while I’m busy doing other things in the house, I’m catching unintentional snippets.
I also really wanted to go see “Olympus Has Fallen” this week, but I’m (crossing my fingers) sure it will be in the theaters once this part of the challenge is finished.
Difficult but not impossible
Playing children’s games is my downfall. I have an 8-year-old daughter and she’s ready to play with me, but we’ve had a lot on our plates this week. We did math drills tonight, does that count?
I don’t think taking Grandma to the funeral home for a viewing counts either.
I’ll figure it out. It’s 20 minutes out of my day — a challenge NOT an impossibility.
Help! I’ve failed again!
I’m a slacker on reading my Bible, doing devotions and praying. I admit it. It’s not that I don’t enjoy that part of my spiritual life, I’m just lazy sometimes.
My You Version reminder to read my Bible at 9 p.m. pops up on my iPad and I think, “In just a little bit. First I need to check out Pinterest.”
Seriously?! What am I doing? “Uh, sorry God, pinning styles from New York Fashion Week is more important right now.” Come on!
Again these are small things, but they need to be done daily to build consistency and self-discipline.
So that’s why I’m doing this challenge. I need to kick myself in the butt and put God first.
If I can succeed in that discipline, I can succeed in others.
God bless.

Like a city whose walls are broken through is a person who lacks self-control. (Proverbs 25:28 NIV)

How I stopped binge eating

Look in my pantry and on my kitchen counters and you’ll notice one thing — for a person trying to thin down I have a lot of junk food and candy.
There’s a lot of healthy food, too, but in every dieter’s self-help article one of the first golden rules to dieting is to divest your home of junk food.
That particular golden rule was making me fat.
After binge eating on a package of cookies, pie, potato chips — whatever and sometimes all at the same time — I would feel horrible. Not because of all the crap I’d just put in my body, but because I felt I had absolutely no self control. I’d beat myself up and think, “I could throw this all up.” But I chose punishment instead. “You ate it,” I would think to myself. “Now you’ve got to suffer the consequences, so no throwing up.”
My cabinets were bare of those temptations, but a grocery store was just down the street. If I brought home a package of Oreos, it would be gone in a day. If I brought home a bag of Seyfert’s BBQ potato chips, it would be gone in one episode of “Buffy the Vampire Slayer.” (This was the early 1990s.)
Finally, one day it dawned on me: Depriving myself of having junk food in the house was not working. What if I did the exact opposite?
What if I stopped forbidding myself? Isn’t the call of the forbidden more tempting than what’s good?
So that’s what I did. I bought those Oreos and barbecued chips. I stuck them in my pantry and I binged for many months.
Fortunately for me I was working out two hours a day, otherwise I would have gained 50 pounds.
And then one day, the binging stopped.
The cookies, the chips — they didn’t call to me from the cabinets. They stayed there for a couple of months untouched.
I believe my brain finally made the switch from “forbidden feast” to “so what.”
I haven’t had a problem with binge eating since. Do I ever overeat? Yes, but not a binge. Do I ever eat those chips? Yes, but a handful and I’m done.
I found I do have self control.
And thank God, because I don’t have two hours a day to workout anymore! I’m lucky to get in an hour!
So yes, I have a tub of Snickers bars in my pantry, along with a tub of Halloween and Christmas candy. There is a jar of M&Ms on my counter. There is a cookie canister filled with an assortment of mini-candy bars. And my freezer always has ice cream in it.
And 98 percent of the time, I don’t touch any of it or even think about it being there. The 2 percent of the time I do get a craving for it, I know it’s there. I eat a small portion of it and I’m satisfied.
People — especially dieters — walk into my home and shake their head in wonder. “How do you do it?” they ask. “If I had all of this in my house, I’d be fat!”
“You know me,” I tell my friends. “I’ve got to do everything backwards.”

Thanks for reading! If you’ve had any experiences with binge eating or want to share how you stopped binging, please feel free to write me.
Sheila

“Work hard. Play hard.”

Surprise Tweet

A few days ago, after downloading Maroon 5’s latest album to my iPhone, I plugged in my buds and hit the elliptical machine in my basement for a 45-minute high-intensity workout. I followed my sweat-fest with a circuit of strength training from my David Gandy Fitness app.

At the end of the app, it asks if you want to Tweet or Facebook that you’d completed the workout.
I went the safe route and Tweeted — it’s not like my 240-some followers know me, unlike Facebook where I’ve known a good chunk of my “friends” since elementary school. If my “friends” knew how hard I’ve been working out and watching what I eat, I’d have to repeatedly answer the inevitable question — “So how much have you lost now?”
Suddenly, I would be held accountable by people who could actually see and judge me.
I mean, it’s one thing to Tweet to strangers about your husband grabbing a wedge of fat thinking it was a chesticle. It’s another to put it out there on Facebook, where your friends will remind you of it for the rest of your life.

So, a couple of minutes after Tweeting my awesomeness at completing the Gandy workout I get a message on Twitter from @DavidGandyAsst. A very nice social media assistant named Laura wanted to know how I liked the workout and if I had any concerns or comments.

I did have one suggestion: I thought a popup before each set would be nice. (There is such a variety of exercises I forget what some of them are and hitting the “i” at the top right of the screen just displays what the next exercise is.)

She liked the popup idea and told me I should direct message David Gandy through his Facebook site and tell him about my idea.

So I did.

I figured I’d get another social media person with a canned, “Thank you for your comment.”
Instead, I got a direct message back from David Gandy himself (of course the journalist in me is always skeptical). He explained I just had to touch the center of the timer to look at the current exercise, but that he was thinking of tweaking the timer anyways.
I am ever a polite girl and thanked him for the tip! Of course, he couldn’t see that I was blushing because I felt like an idiot for not figuring that one out myself.
Social media assistant Laura then followed up again a couple of days later. I would employ this lady in a second!

After the “Hey! That was really cool!” moment wore off, it was followed by an “Aw crap!” realization: I’ve got to succeed.
I may never hear from David Gandy or Laura again, but I feel accountable to them.
Why? Because they took the time to ask how I was doing. It’s pretty simple stuff, but I’ve downloaded well over 100 apps over the past couple of years and not once has an app producer ever contacted me until now. That bit of personal touch cemented my customer loyalty to whatever Mr. Gandy is involved in.
So, I will succeed. I just have a little extra incentive.

I’ll leave you with my mantra that I actually stole from (yes, I know it’s name-dropping) actor Peter Facinelli: “Work hard, play hard.” I interviewed the “Twilight” star this past summer and that expression really stuck with me.

Later.

Next week: Conquering binge eating.

The stuff sweat is made of

It’s been a couple of weeks since I restarted my workouts.
Here’s what I’ve learned:
1 — The biggest key to doing anything in life and being good at it is consistency.
2 — Never give up because life causes a detour (work schedules, illness and the like).
3 — Excuses are the first step to failure.
4 — And, Nike was dead on in its “Just Do It” campaign. It really is as simple as that.

Muscles
I have amazing muscles forming underneath my fat thanks to my slight obsession with David Gandy. I downloaded his fitness app on my iPad and do muscle conditioning with him in the basement. Now I just need to get rid of the fat so I can admire my two-pack abs in the mirror!
The David Gandy Fitness app was definitely worth the download. Here’s the link for more information: http://davidgandyfitness.com/
The only suggestion I would make to the site is that a pop-up box appear on the timer showing the exercise when it’s time to switch — that or I make flashcards. I have to do the exercises repeatedly in order to remember them. (Perhaps that was the creators’ plan?)

Cardio
Zumba still rocks, but the occasional peep of sunshine through the gray clouds of northern Indiana is beckoning me outside.
I want to slog on the trail behind my house and breathe in the fresh air — just not the below-freezing air that makes my nosehairs freeze. I’m sticking to indoor workouts until it warms up another 20 degrees.
Today I am headed downstairs to fix my elliptical machine. I’ve been working out on it with the arms backwards. I’m bright that way.

Now to work out. No excuses. And Happy Valentine’s Day!
XOXOXO