07/26/2026
Went in for my 30,000-mile service thinking it would be a quick in-and-out.
Plot twist… they found something that needed attention, so I ended up sitting at the dealership for 3½ hours.
Instead of waiting around, I walked over to Target. They had bathing suits 40% off, and I realized I hadn’t bought a new one in quite a while.
So… into the dressing room I went.
I’m not gonna lie. It was a humbling moment.
After all the work I’ve been doing, I expected to feel a little different. I know my nutrition hasn’t been perfect, but it’s been pretty good. I also know that at 55, hormones, stress, grief, and life have a way of showing up in our bodies whether we invite them or not.
For a minute, I wanted to be frustrated.
Instead, I chose something else.
I chose gratitude.
I chose courage.
I chose to keep showing up.
Because this journey isn’t just about what I see in a dressing room mirror. It’s about becoming healthier, stronger, wiser, and kinder to myself along the way.
(And yes… I bought the more classic, understated bathing suit. Five years ago, I probably would’ve picked something completely different. Turns out, I really love the woman I’m becoming.) 🖤
If you’ve ever stood in a dressing room and felt vulnerable… you’re definitely not alone.
Keep showing up.
We’ve got this. 💪🏻🌊
