Almost a Year

Saturday at the gym

It’s been almost a year since my last post.

I think I finished coordinating the Open and crashed.

A lot happened this past year. I may get into it over time, but right now I need to say: it was a hard year, enough of that, and move forward. Staying focused on the past is keeping me stuck.

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about when to let go and when to keep going. At some point, practicality has to win. Maybe you let go when the cons outweigh the pros. You keep going when the effort still makes sense. Easy to write. Much harder to do, especially when a lot of time, blood, sweat, and tears have already been invested. The sunk cost fallacy is real. Sometimes losses simply need to be cut and life redesigned.

Right now, my focus is on weight loss. And the first step isn’t food or workouts. It’s getting clear on the lay of my land and what keeps tripping me up.

Here’s the hard truth: health can’t keep getting shoved aside for work, obligations, or “later.” The longer it’s put on the back burner, the harder it is to come back to. That doesn’t mean it’s impossible; it absolutely can be done, but bigger holes are harder to fill.

This morning was an example of how small decisions can affect our health. It was 6:55 am, and I stood on my porch debating whether to walk or drive to the gym to coach. If I walked, I’d be rushing in to see the clients and then get to my mom’s. But my health needed the walk. Hustle it, I said. I walked.

I love that I can walk from my house to the gym. We need to move, however. Staying on the Westside is the hope. I love where I live. Especially the backyard, which is super sunny and a great place to work out. It’s the best location. The house, though, is worn out. It is not going to be easy to find a replacement.