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New Life, New Job, Same Goals


Hi Friends!

It's been a while.  I lost my blogging mo-jo a few years back just before everything in my life changed.  I've been through a time of extreme reflection, growth and change.  I left my marriage in 2017, started an amazing new job at Kelowna's NEW 103.1 Beach Radio in the spring of 2018 and somewhere in there found the love of my life.


This period of adjustment has been at it's core, a shift to happiness.  Ensuring my daughters are happy and secure in the new arrangement has been of paramount importance.  This transition has been so worth while but as with any new journey some of the old, familiar things fall by the wayside.  


If you follow me on social media or if you read this blog when it was active (2011-2014), you know that healthy eating and exercise have always been part of my daily life.

Through my 20's and 30's, I was up and out of bed at the crack of dawn running, riding or doing some form of exercise.  I'm still up before the sun but now I go to work at 5 AM instead of to the gym.  This shake up in schedule has definitely impacted my physical fitness.  For the first time in my adult life I don't exercise regularly and I eat bread almost every day!  I have to share that my size hasn't really changed but I definitely notice a change in muscle and skin tone and boy do I miss the sweat.

I've been searching for new inspiration.  I joined the gym I used to belong to when I was doing fitness competitions, it just wasn't the same.  I started running but couldn't get excited about that either.  These days, I power walk a few times a week and I picked up some exercise bands on Amazon that I bust out occasionally.

What I've been waiting for came to me this morning, an urging from my friend and co-host Ara!  Why don't you blog?  His question was like sparking a match.  I do blog, actually I used to blog...four years ago.

I searched for and found my beloved blog, shockingly I remembered the password and now I feel inspired.  I'm going right now to pick up punch cards at two local fitness studios I've been stalking on Instagram.  Perhaps I'll try out a new protein ball recipe this afternoon.  I feel like just knowing that you're here with me, reading along, will help me get back in the saddle.  Maybe I can even add some flavour and fun to your healthy life journey.

Whatever 'this' turns out to be, it's already having a positive effect on my mood!  Stay tuned as this 'old girl' revs back into high gear!

-T.
Germany with Mario



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