Rarely are there shorts cut to success, and even if it appears as so, often times there are years of trial and error that you haven’t witnessed. I’ve learned that timing can be everything, and sometimes it’s just not my time. And even though it may be someone else’s time doesn’t take anything away from me.
If you follow me on instagram you may have heard my story before. 4 years ago I took the biggest risk of my life.
Yesterday while walking Leroy with my boyfriend I started reflecting on it. I think my exact words were "Holy shit I really just went for it, didn't I? I was so sure of myself. That's the wildest thing I've ever done"
As I sauntered into the gym for the first practice, I stopped by the office door to double check the list. Not really too worried, my eyes scanned that piece of paper fairly quickly, and then again more slowly. My name wasn't on the list.
Learning my thresholds and being able to listen to my body to know what its needs has been tough. I used to push myself past these times thinking that I was weak, or lazy. That some how I needed to 'keep up' with some unrealistic expectation I had set out for myself.