When my family, friends, and colleagues ask how adjusting to life in Augusta is going, I often reply with:
I feel like I’m coming back to life.
They know that this means that I’m being productive and in a state of progress. And that this is how I’m happiest.
One of my proudest accomplishments to date is losing about 50 pounds in 2012 and keeping it off through a healthy diet, portion control, and exercise. Reflecting – and not dwelling – on how I felt physically and mentally before and during the early stages of the weight loss and comparing that to how I feel now tells me this: There is simply no other way to live. For the first time since the wedding, honeymoon, and move, starting last week, I got serious again about my diet and exercise routine – even before getting fully unpacked. After all, the perfect time to start something never arrives, right?
Since experiencing the empowerment and joy that came from doing something that I thought was impossible, it’s my joy and honor to share it with others. I do this through offering free health and fitness coaching and teaching Les Mills RPM classes. I started my second round of the 21 Day Fix late last week – this time as a coach. I haven’t quite made it through my first week yet, but I already feel healthier, more fit, and toned. The abs that made an appearance when I did the 21 Day Fix this past February/March are coming back! Who needs an expensive white gown for motivation? Not me! I’m making progress in the “RPM department” but will share at a later date!
As it relates to my mental health, over the course of the past week, I managed to change my name – new social security card (not pictured, obviously) and all – and get a Georgia license (also not pictured), tags and registration.
Before moving here, I knew that I wanted to pursue my health and fitness endeavors more deeply, but I wasn’t sure what opportunities Augusta would have for me. I’m still figuring that out, but the important thing is that I’m seeking and creating opportunities. That’s progress. I’m finding happiness here.
In a previous post, I mentioned a few of my favorite things from Arlington, one of them being the Mt. Vernon Trail, and discussed my progress with finding them in Augusta. Nate came home from running errands during the weekend before this past one and told me about a trail whose entrance is right down the street from the entrance to our neighborhood. As fate would have it, someone in my running group mentioned the same trail the next day at our weekly run. When this past weekend came around, I figured that it was time to check it out.
I don’t run with a camera, so Nate and I went back this evening, after dinner and took our first evening stroll in a long time. Here’s what we saw:
We discovered that there’s an entrance from the front of our neighborhood.
Oh, and duckies!