05/15/2026
I’m not training for a finish line.
I’m training for a life.
A life where I can haul bags of soil for the garden I prayed for.
A life where I can move my body with strength and gratitude.
A life where I can keep showing up for the people I love and the work God has called me to do.
Because life is lived outside of the gym.
It’s wheelbarrows and watering cans.
Long days and lifting heavy things.
Helping people move. Hiking trails. Carrying groceries. Dancing in the kitchen. Care for patients at work. Getting back up after hard seasons.
At 53, my goal isn’t punishment or perfection.
It’s stewardship.
Caring for the body I’ve been given so I can fully live the life in front of me.
And I’m grateful for spaces like that remind women they are capable, strong, and resilient. 💛
The goal is a full life, not just a fit body.