It's hard to wake up one day and say, what happened to me? My dreams were of working in a big fancy hospital doing research, riding in World level competition, having the perfect body, 5 kids who are all perfectly healthy and happy and a husband who will go to the moon and back for me, and I for him. When I began my graduate studies in Boston, I was surely on my way...
Flash forward 20 years. I am doing locums contract work, staying in a camper with 2 dogs, 14 hours from my home, 40 pounds from healthy and 70 pounds from the right image for my job. I will have my first horse compete at the World, but someone else will be riding her.
I am just one step away, as my friend Alex would say, from meeting someone about selling shrunken heads at the Kook a roo Chicken.
Fact is, There isn't anyone who can take control of my life except me. I don't have a great body. I am not most people's definition of pretty. But I have a fighting spirit that only I can ultimately tap. I have the know how. It's time for me to reach down deep and pull me back out again. I can't expect my circumstances to direct who I am allowed to be.
I welcome all positive people and gently honest accountability partners to join me. One thing I know is that reaching goals requires a team. Me myself and I don't count... even including 2 dogs and a horse!
Here's to getting healthy, from the inside out!