09/07/2026
I'm super preachy when I've got something figured out.
Like, for real, I want to yell at you and tell you how much better it is on the other side. 😂
I want to tell you to slow down and put in the work. To keep showing up for the small things every day, because eventually, those small things become the big things.
Train just enough. Not too much. Not too little.
I've done both, and you probably have too.
Instead, find your just enough (BAM) and stick with it instead of constantly thinking you need to do more. And definitely don't beat yourself up over one missed training session.
Same with eating.
Figure out the things that work for you. Experiment. Pay attention. Learn.
And when you "mess up" one meal, one day, or even one month... keep showing up. Start again with your very next choice.
It's so simple when you figure out what works.
But the journey to get there? So dang hard.
And honestly, it doesn't really end.
It just gets easier. You learn more about yourself. You get better at adapting. And hopefully, you start enjoying the process instead of being so focused on getting to some imaginary finish line.
I've spent years in this whole fitness and nutrition game. It's about damn time I have at least a few things figured out about myself. 😂
And yet... I'm still learning.
Because what worked before doesn't always work now. And what works now probably won't work forever.
You have to adapt. Always.
But then there are the things I have absolutely not figured out.
The workaholic thing.
The yelling-too-much-at-my-kids-some-days thing.
The nitpicking-my-husband thing.
The stressing-out-over-silly-things thing.
With those, I tend to swing between too much and too little, and I rarely feel like I'm getting it just right.
I don't feel like I'm nailing it, but maybe that's the point.
I have to keep reminding myself to show up.
To practice the things that calm my mind and help me become more patient and kind.
To remember that the work will wait, but my kids are growing up fast.
To pick and choose my battles.
To stop creating stress around things that probably won't matter tomorrow.
I'm showing up and practicing, even when I don't want to.
I'm sleeping more and hopefully once school is fully back I'll be working less at night.
And I'm trying to slow down before I speak, especially with the people I love most.
I mess up every single day, but I'm committed.
So here I am, riding this dang seesaw through all the ups and downs. Trying to find my just enough. Trying again when I fall back into the all-or-nothing, too-much-or-too-little black hole.
And maybe that's what progress actually looks like.
Not having it all figured out, just being committed enough to keep showing up anyway.
Where in your life are you committed to showing up, even when you feel like you keep getting knocked down?