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Solo Doesn’t Mean “Alone”

It’s interesting that every time I sit down to actually write I never know what I am going to write about until I start writing and it just starts coming out. It is really exciting to me when it actually works and something spectacular has been written. Unfortunately, I am not consistent on this so I must appreciate it when it does happen. Anyways, this intro has no relation to anything else within this passage but I like to keep my writing as raw and sloppy as possible. With that said here are today’s real thoughts.

I recently traveled to Amsterdam alone. It was quite an experience. I was nervous about traveling solo to another country that I didn’t know much about. I have done a lot of traveling but this was the first time that I was overseas alone. I had all kinds of unrealistic worries and fears that I later realized were stemmed from the “unknown” and being outside of my comfort zone.

We tend to get a lot of misguided information from people or influences in our lives. Our families, friends, and even the depictions of movies or the news show us a not so realistic version of the world the people in it. If we are not careful these misrepresented illustrations will make us believe that the world is a very dangerous, ugly and fearful place. Don’t get me wrong, there are dangerous unkind people out there but they are everywhere, even in the places we consider “home”. They do not make up the whole population and I believe that there are more good people than bad. Once you step outside and really look at people you will realize that we are ALL more alike than not.

We all are searching and wanting the same things. Happiness, Love…..we all are in need of love and connections and wanting to feel heard and understood in our own different ways. In my career I spend a lot of time with strangers or by myself and the more I realize that these “strangers” are just like me the more I am able to make friends and real meaningful connections with people who I can learn from and relate to. It is then that I realize I am not alone. It is truly a beautiful thing to be having a conversation with a stranger and you find that one thing that you both can connect to and can relate on. We are, at the end of the day, humans with the same hearts inside of us just trying to unlock the endless potential of love that we each are capable of producing.

To sum up and come back to my original point, yes, I traveled to another country alone and I survived. Hahaha, I more than survived I had a blast and learned a lot about myself as well as others. I met some kindred spirits that I will forever remember and stay connected to. I had some experiences that I would never gotten if I hadn’t been pushed outside of my comfort zone to explore and try new things. This is just the beginning and I cannot express all my scattered thoughts in this one entry but I encourage others to not be afraid of their unknown because it might just be exactly what you need to get to the next place you must go.


Breaking Boxing down to the C.O.R.E

Heart pulsing, blood pumping, sweat dripping, breath moving. These are all things you feel when you’re working hard and remind you that you are alive. Some people get these feelings from all kinds of things but mine is by exercise. From yoga to boxing I love those feelings and need them in my life to remind me that I am strong and capable of overcoming and enduring “life’s” challenges. One of my new found loves to get this feeling comes from boxing. There is something so great about boxing that feeds my soul. The intensity of it and the feeling of strength and control that it gives me boosts my confidence and my abilities if some shit was to ever go down.
Most recently, I had the great opportunity to visit C.O.R.E. Fitness and Boxing in Peoria, IL. It was amazing! The three guys that own the gym were very knowledgeable on the sport and passionate about what they do. From the moment I set foot into the gym I didn’t feel like a visitor but a local and regular. The coach/trainer, Michael Price, showed me around the facility and was more than helpful and happy to have me dropping in.
The gym has plenty of equipment for people of all skill levels. Whether you’re an experienced boxer or just starting out this gym is a great place to start. The class varied in age and gender and was not intimidating due to the welcoming nature of all the participants. The workout flew by not because of lack of difficulty but because it was never boring. Coach Michael kept it moving yet gave frequent opportunity for water breaks. His creativity in the workout proved he is in the right career field.
If you ever find yourself in the Peoria, IL. area and need a place to get a fun and exhilarating sweat on then C.O.R.E Fitness and Boxing is your place to go. You will leave feeling strong and confident to take on the world at your own pace, one hit at a time. This gym was such a positive environment to get a boxing journey started or progressed! It was here that I was reminded why I chose fitness as my source of life.


Comfortable with Uncomfortable

Welcome! I am typically a very private person so for me to start a blog is quite out of my comfort zone, which is part of the reason why I decided to. Like many things outside of our comfort zones our minds immediately give us all the reasons why we shouldn’t and why we should stay where we are. However there comes a breaking point in life where if you don’t do the things that scare you or feed your soul then it feels as if you are suffocating and you start losing yourself altogether. I have felt that way and I will never go back. I hope some of my experiences give you a different perspective and maybe a little courage to do the things that scare your or break away from the habits that hold you back. We are our worst enemy’s and it is up to us to not fight ourselves but work with ourselves to achieve the things that are inside us. Here is my story in my travels, experiences with people, perspectives, love, fitness, and just overall life. I hope you take something from this journey.

In the last 6 months just about everything in my life has changed, from my job, to the city I live in, to my relationship status and the people I interact with on a daily. So in honor of all the change within my life I thought it was time for me to change my habits and begin some new positive ones. I have been reading more, working out more, and now even journaling. I am in search of something but not quite sure what that something is. The not knowing what your purpose is, is a big struggle that I am fighting in my life. Especially when I feel inside myself that there is something more.