I’m sitting in the lobby of my hotel here in L.A. with my body still on Central Standard Time. It is not a pretty sight. However, I’ve had a great time seeing all of my fitness friends from around the world (yep, even saw my boy from Singapore when I was leaving registration). I’m amazed at how much can change in a year. I’m not just speaking about my life (obviously) but I’m speaking about my attitude towards coming to conferences like these where I would normally be wrapped up in traveling with eight pair of shoes for three days and multiple outfits (in case I got in my feelings and wanted to wear orange instead of blue) and felt EXTREMELY intimidated by all of the people pulling chicken breasts out of their bags with muscles bigger than my head looking and sounding more fit than me.
I have changed.
But I still struggle. And I didn’t have to come here to have such a moment. Continue reading
I just turned 41 two days ago and with aching knees, hips, a world in an uproar, laundry that never seems to get done and hair that just doesn’t seem to fall in place, I am all for something amazing.
Seriously, amazing is all around us in our simple choices. Amazing is our child like wonder at the clouds in the sky, the juicy peach from the Farmer’s Market (unless your children eat them all before you get one), a kind gesture from a friend, the opportunity to go to bed early.
Or Amazing Grass Protein Superfood. No lie. Continue reading
Today is my 41st birthday.
I feel like I’ve been in a street fight for the last 24 hours and need to be heavily medicated. I’ve experienced every emotion under the sun for so many reasons. According to social media, I can only care about one thing at a time. According to my blog, I can say whatever I want.
And here is how I feel:
Your life is your message. Feel how you feel. Then do something.
I, traditionally, don’t like scales.
I also have a history of having problems with accountability (even as a trainer and a coach. I’m still human).
Basically, I’m one of those people who’s struggled with setting goals in steps. I just wake one day, decide I’m going to do something and do it. I’ve struggled with the whole “measuring” things (food, macros, inches, strength changes). I go for the “feel.”
But just because you struggle doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try. That’s why I have a Polar Balance scale now. And, well, ooooh weeee. Continue reading
It’s July 1st. Half of the year is gone.
I’ll be 41 years old in 6 days. Half of my life could be behind me (or I could live to be 100 and still bench pressing my body weight but just go with me for a minute).
I’ve just decided that being half way in anything is not enough.
I’ve had something on my heart for quite some time and when Facebook showed me I had already done it, that I had already sowed the seed, that my heart was already in it, that my destiny was to go forth and go bigger, well, I couldn’t ignore it.
Timehop is that powerful. So is time.
It is time. Continue reading