As my summer break winds down, I’m frantically finishing up what projects I can and find myself reflecting on the last 7 weeks. I didn’t get as much done as I would have liked, things aren’t growing as much as I would have hoped, but I also see what I have accomplished.
I went on a two-week vacation to see my younger kid and the few friends I want to remain connected to. When I returned, I began my projects. Even though I’m not the project whiz that I envisioned myself to be, I did something every day. The majority of those days, I was doing something physical. I used my muscles more this summer than I have in the last few years, and now I can get into jeans that I couldn’t fit into before this summer.
Now, I need to figure out a way to keep it up. I’m not willing to return to what was. I want to continue what I’ve started in becoming stronger.
As I get back into a more structured routine, I acknowledge that this is a start. It’s a positive step in the right direction. Other pieces will need to continue to fall in place, and I’m optimistic that they will.