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Find Joy in the Journey-Last post of 2016

This year I ran a total of 719 miles, cycled 1,132 miles and swam 61,609 yards. What an amazing journey for this middle aged, fitness gal.

All the minutes I spent on fitness activities are less important when I think about what I learned from all of them.  I shall share my thoughts with you here.

1. The process is the reward.  A finisher's medal for any event was a token of my accomplishment. It was a reflection of all the hours I spent swimming, biking and running.  The process of preparing for an event was where I learned how to overcome self-doubt and battle mental demons. Many people keep fitness journals about pace and weight. However, I found that reflecting on thoughts were just as important. Honestly, it was where I discovered hidden roadblocks.

2. There is power in routine.  It is my belief that we are what we do each day. If we get up daily and make a habit of focusing on our goal, then we can accomplish anything.  Many fail to discover the power of routine practice. It is through routines that we develop habits. It is through habits that we develop a lifestyle. A positive, healthy lifestyle leads to happy outlook.  We can develop habits and routines that can help use achieve our goals.

3. Surround yourself around those who are going in your direction.~H. D. Thoreau
The power of the group is tremendous, especially when one has BIG goals.  Keep good company. 

4. Say Yes to challenges.  Make a scary goal then find a way to accomplish it.  Challenges force growth and adaptation.  Growth and adaptation occur not only physically, but mentally as well.  When you are forced to go beyond your current capacity or limits then that bounds of those limits change. Before you know your boundaries become limitless. 

5. Celebrate your success.  No one may ever know the story behind what your accomplishments mean, but you.  Celebrate it and use it to help you explore new adventures.



Enjoy the Journey.....

Wishing you a Happy New Year


Health Coach Stacy

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