05/24/2026
This might be my favorite Sunday activity.
Coffee in hand, sitting on the balcony, reflecting on the past week, thinking about the week ahead, and grounding myself in what I’m building, who I’m becoming, and what truly matters.
This morning, my mind is a little full.
Thinking about my senior dog, Ellie, needing dental surgery and hoping she feels better soon. Thinking about my return to running starting this week (hello old friend). Thinking about my sore legs from lunges because apparently I still make questionable choices.
Thinking about swimming lessons and what it feels like to try something new in my 50s.
Thinking about whether I can give myself permission to take a week off for vacation.
Thinking about my clients and how proud I am watching them grow stronger, more confident, and believe in themselves again.
If I’m honest, sometimes it feels like I’m carrying a lot.
The responsibilities. The business. The people I care deeply about. The dreams I’m still building. And if I am being honest….beginning again in my 50’s feels really hard.
But alongside that? I feel incredibly grateful.
Grateful that I get to do work I love.
Grateful for my able body.
Grateful for growth.
Grateful for second chances, new beginnings, and quiet mornings like this that remind me to slow down and reconnect to what matters.
Sundays aren’t always about planning the perfect week.
Sometimes they’re about asking:
What would make next week feel meaningful, not just productive?
How can I show up for everyone I care about and still show up for myself?
For me: a little consistency, a little courage, a little rest, and a whole lot of grace.
What’s on your mind this Sunday morning?
