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July 11. It’s Sunday and the waking up wasn’t easy. My body has been sore and exhausted. More validation of how out of shape I am and how much I have let myself go. I spent some time meditating about all the people in the world that wake up feeling that way all the time. How challenging it must be to not feel good all the time but what’s worse is not really knowing you don’t feel good.
I was planning to go to the gym today since I didn’t workout yesterday and I was ready for some resistance training. For some reason (maybe a God wink here), I left that house way to early as the gym doesn’t open until 8am.
On the way there I had the thought of doing another 30 minutes. I figured I could go for a run and then use the gym to stretch and do whatever feels right at that time. Unexpected but I’ll go with it.
I set out with a podcast to keep me company along the way. It was The Armchair...
July 9. Dropped the kids off at swim and drove to the park. I only had an hour so had been thinking on the way up I should just try to run 30 minutes. See how it feels. 30 minutes.
It wasn’t as hot and humid as it had been and very flat. I put my earphones in, found a podcast and started a slow jog. I resisted the usual thoughts of I can’t believe you are in this place. Why did you let yourself go so much? You have trained for 5 marathons. Ugh.
They weren’t strong today. I was grateful.
The first half was good I felt the power my breathing was normal I was enjoying the scenery. At 15 minutes I started breaking down (it still baffles me and breaks my heart a little to see that in writing) but I was determined.
There was a lot of sadness in my heart from the tragic murder of a young person in our community the day before. My girls loosely knew both of the kids involved and they were in shock. So very senseless and tragic. About...
If you have been following me for any length of time you know that I have been a lifetime lover of all things fitness, nutrition and wellness. I was raised as an athlete my whole life, found distance running in my 30’s and had a good ten year career.
I have studied health and wellness as an extension of my clinical practice and coached many women on making major life changes to support their own physical health. I know a thing or two about how to properly nourish the human body and physically train yourself to do some really extreme things.
That’s why its so disappointing that over the last, three to four years I have been on a steady decline in all of these areas. It had been gradual and mostly related to the stress of raising teenagers and maintaining a marriage and building a practice and starting a coaching business. Oh and raising teenagers.
Then Covid hit the world and that was the straw that broke the camels back so to say for me to just hit the ground...
I am about to embark on a journey. There will be many twists and likely some U-turns because I have been down this path before. I have fallen off the wagon a few times in the past and then regrouped. I have paid for others to help me. I have sacrificed time, sleep and social events because of the journey and I have also suffered from laziness.
I have no idea where it will take me. But I do know that it is time. It is time for me to COMMIT (that was my word after all) to myself.
And I because there's nothing like a good trip, an adventure or new thing, you might want to join me. If not that’s totally fine too but you are invited.
You are welcome to read all of the vulnerable shares I am about to offer. To hear how a seemingly pulled together girl who built a brand based on her own experience, believes in all of her teachings with her whole heart, and yet has fallen so far off the mountain for so long the bruises and broken bones have already started to heal.