Life. It happens.
We get pushed, pulled, twisted, and stretched as we conquer our fears, chase our dreams, accept our limitations, and diligently execute on our responsibilities.
Sometimes we make a change seeking something different and better, only to fall down and wish we had never made a change. It takes us longer to get back up and moving again with another change to change course on the original change.
After moving to Seattle from Santa Barbara, I fell. My heart was still in paradise and my inspirations were swept away with the grey, dreary rain and cold of a Seattle winter. Not only did I learn about my allergy to high humidity and barometric pressure changes, but I learned how much being true to yourself and your values is far more important than making any new life work. There is much more to this story which will be revealed as I move into this new beginning.
This fall, I am relocating to Colorado. The area of Boulder and Louisville at the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. I was born in Englewood, so I feel like I am coming home. Unlike Seattle, Colorado has a lot more sun during the winter even though it is significantly colder with periodic snow.
You can tell a lot about whether you are in the right place by how you feel. We humans have an instinct which helps protect us. From the start, I never felt great about living in the Puget Sound area. By contrast, I am happy in Colorado with a collected, calm head.
This is a new beginning. A restart of my love for fitness, cycling, and triathlon. I have 25 “Seattle” pounds to shed and a training program to rebuild. But I’ve done this before and have fond memories of my triathlon journey. I am looking forward to not only meeting a bunch of new people, but also feeling great again.
You know, life happens. But now it will happen a bit differently.