09/02/2025
Showing Up for Myself Today 💪🏽🏃♀️
This morning was my first Sunday waking up at home instead of coming home from a night shift. I was still up at 6:15 a.m., and I knew today was my chance to get out for a long run. It was grey, wet, and miserable outside—I could have opted for the treadmill, but I didn’t. I laced up and got outside.
And wow… what a run it was! My legs just kept going, and I even changed my route on the go—passing Tamarra’s flat, running through Kings Heath Park, heading towards the Maypole, and back home. I even passed my dad’s house, and he gave me a little wave 👋 (small moments like that mean so much). Oh, and I ran into my sister-in-law, Sam, too!
The last 2-3 miles were tough. I won’t lie—I had to walk, run, walk, and run again. But I never stopped. I kept going. Just under 2 hours, over 21,000 steps before 11 am, and more than 10 miles done!
When I got back, I jumped into the cold water therapy pod—bloody hell, and it was freezing 🥶! It’s been a while since I last did it, so it was tough, but just like my run, I pushed through.
Lately, I’ve been struggling with my confidence, my positivity, and feeling a bit self-paranoid. But today? Today reminded me of my strength. It reignited something in me. The truth is, people can give you all the tools and support in the world, but at the end of the day, you have to do the work. Some days are great, some days are a struggle—but we keep going.
Perimenopause is tough, but it’s happening, and I need to adapt and work with it, not against it.
Whatever you’re doing today, make sure it serves you well. Have a blessed day!
Most of all, I’m so grateful that my legs, my body, and my mindset carried me through. ❤️