managed to get in three solid workouts, despite a few days where eye issues sidelined me. That was frustrating, especially because my health has been improving so much lately. Still, I adapted and kept showing up, and that’s what matters most.

Emotionally, it’s been a tough season. Losing both my therapist and my writing coach in the same week has left me feeling a little unmoored. These were people who really anchored me. But I’ve been thinking a lot about change lately and how, even when it feels like an ending, it’s often the start of something entirely new.

I can feel a new chapter unfolding in my life. I don’t just want to keep going, I want to grow. I believe the right new therapist and writing coach will bring fresh insight and energy into my journey. My new fitness challenge feels like part of that new perspective, too. It’s a commitment to myself, a fresh start built on strength, structure, and intention.

Years ago, a school advisor told me, “Every time you introduce yourself to someone, you have the opportunity to reinvent yourself.” That’s stuck with me. Reinvention doesn’t mean being someone you’re not; it means showing up authentically, with the wisdom you’ve gained, and making conscious choices about who you want to be.

So I’m not treating this season as an ending. I see it for what it really is: the beginning of an exciting adventure.