Yesterday afternoon I had a few minutes by myself within four walls, and my inner critic decided to ambush me. What the hell are you doing? What if you end up feeling lonely up there? Are you sure you want to deal with winter again – by yourself? I felt the grip of fear squeeze tightly on my heart. I panicked for a second, and then I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The grip did not loosen, but my conscious mind reached for my mantra that I chose from a book a long time ago – Feel the fear and do it anyway. (Click here for the book.)
I let myself feel it, but I went down my mental list and reminded myself that I’ve done this any number of times before. There is always a moment or two when I want to turn tail and run. But it doesn’t mean anything. I’ve learned to tolerate the pain of endings because my experience has taught me that new beginnings are worth the effort.
I woke up about 2:30 this morning stoked about the first day of my new adventure. This was it. All of the planning and waiting was over, and today I was starting to move forward into my new life in Michigan. I’ll get back to Louisiana next week to move, but I’ll be here in person to look for houses and start work. I couldn’t stop smiling as I stood in line to board the plane. I had some things I wanted to do in flight, but all I could do was bask in the “sauce” that I had created for myself with this change. So, I just cleared my mind and dreamed about the future.
I arrived around 1 PM, and I stopped by my friend Jill’s house which was 9 minutes from the airport. She made me a grilled cheese sandwich, and we chatted briefly over fruit and veggies. After lunch, I checked in to the hotel and decided to go for a run on my old running path.
*** I went for a run at 4 PM in the daylight on a sunny day in August. ***
For somebody who has lived in the south for the last 10 years, that is monumental and somewhat unbelievable. I didn’t even sweat the first mile. By the end of the three miles, my shirt was sweaty on the neckline, and I had a ring of sweat near my hairline. THAT …. WAS …. ALL!!! I wasn’t even too sweaty to go to the grocery and shop for a few essentials. Woohoo!!! I could probably pick up running again.
St. Joe was bustling. Everybody was out on Silver Beach, and the town was hopping to the beat of the last days of summer. I thought I’d give you a first look at my new little hometown. Oh yeah, and luckily I brought a sweater. It’s going to be in the low 60s here tonight – upper 50s close to the lake. I don’t want to catch a chill!!
Y’all have a great week, and think of me tomorrow at 9 AM Eastern Time. It’s my first day of my second career at Whirlpool!! That’s a pretty big deal.