The Beauty Of An Ordinary Saturday

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It’s Saturday. Today I woke up at 6:00am. I was initially going to work out at home, but I didn’t feel excited about it. "What will make me feel more like a champion? Working out at home or at the gym?” I asked myself.

The gym. I arrive at the gym at 6:50am, thinking that it opens at 5am. Turns out it opens at 7am. I laugh at how keen I am.

The manager lets me and one other keener into the lobby but we can’t go inside yet. I drop off my bag in the lobby and go back out for a brisk morning run.

Today is supposed to be a gorgeous day. 14 degrees celsius. It’s finally starting to feel like spring. I’m up at the crack of dawn and running.

I smile in wonder at myself. How am I even doing this? How I get to this? I ask myself. Just a few months ago, I had no motivation to do anything other than go to work and go to the gym a few times a week. Now, this is my first time at the gym in months because I decided “the fitness classes weren’t hard enough.”

I’ve watched the sunrise every day for last month.

Last night I read through a whole book in an evening (it was a short one, but I made to the end). This is blog #22, after three and a half weeks of writing a few days a week. Sure it’s not blog #1001, but it’s something! I am writing again! And I’m doing all of this with a full-time job.

I’m so proud of myself. I’m so proud of myself for going for this. I’m so proud of myself for sticking this through. I’m so proud of myself for waking up early.

It just keeps getting better. And I know it’s only going to get even better. I’m only 3 months in to waking up 5am, but I feel like a completely new person. Imagine where I’ll be in 3 years at this rate! I can’t even fathom her yet. I just know that she’s going to be one kick-ass woman.

I didn’t know that life here could feel this heavenly. (I mean this is no Greek island. There is no ocean breeze. But I breathe in the fresh air. I sing in the car. I go for walks everyday. I look to the sky and smile. Everyday.) I am making the most of my life here.

I look forward to the days of travel. And I look forward to Monday. Everything I’m doing is adding up to a beautiful life.

The more I walk forward in my ongoing journey of personal growth, the better it gets.

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It’s important to take moments to just appreciate your life. No matter where you are right now, I know that you have persevered to get here. You have worked hard. You did the best you could with what you knew. You’ve loved people and people have loved you. That counts.

Give yourself credit for how far you’ve come. Even if there is a tiny voice that’s like, “but you could be farther along,” for right now - give yourself credit for how far you’ve come. Everything that you’ve gone through has helped to make you stronger and wiser, more compassionate and more humble.

There will always be somewhere new to get. A new mountain to conquer. But the secret to making the long arduous spectacular journey, is to pause often. Take rests and look around. Breathe this moment in and let it sink as deep into your soul as possible.

This season of life you are in - you will never get it back. One day it WILL end. Some seasons are long, some are short. No one knows for sure. This is it. This is your life. ❤️