I arrived at the gym today, reaching half my goal,...

I arrived at the gym today, reaching half my goal, when I suddenly wondered what the hell I was doing. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to work out (badly), but today was absolutely beautiful in Vancouver. So, I decided to trade in the treadmill for the seawall.

There’s this little thing that I’ve been struggling to find lately. It’s called balance. I believe in it, I just don’t believe one persons version of it is right for everyone. For me, it meant leaving my phone at home when I went to workout. It was taking a moment away from worrying about working up a sweat and sitting to soak it all in. It also meant that in between this moment and coming home to clean my apartment, I would also need to finish a report for work so I can watch the Superbowl tomorrow. Balance is key, but making each and every day count is even more important.

I don’t know where I will be tomorrow, but for the first time in a very long time, I’m not anxious about it.