When life happens
I'm writing this from my new home, surrounded by boxes and feeling the weight of a week that didn't go as planned. I moved this past weekend - not just a simple move, but one involving movers, a storage pod, and furniture deliveries that went sideways. The stress started building the week before and hasn't let up. I haven't worked out in over a week, I've been living on takeout with barely a vegetable in sight (but carbs and fat are undoubtedly present), and I'm not sleeping well in this unfamiliar space. I'm tired physically and emotionally.
I'm sharing this with you for three important reasons:
I don't want you to think I have this all figured out.
I don't want you to think I'm perfect.
I wish someone had shared their struggles with me so I wouldn't have felt like a failure every time I got off track.
Here I am - not perfect, off track, and still figuring it out. And you know what? That's precisely where I need to be right now.
The old version of me would have used this as an excuse to throw in the towel altogether. "Well, I've already messed up my routine, might as well give up until next month." But that's Previous Liz's way of thinking, not Current Liz or Future Liz.
Life happens. Moves happen. Stress happens. Weeks where everything feels chaotic and overwhelming - they happen, too. The difference isn't whether these challenging times occur (they will), but how we respond when they do.
Instead of perfection, I'm choosing progress. Instead of all-or-nothing thinking, I'm choosing to meet myself where I am right now. My next step isn't to overhaul everything at once or punish myself for being human. It's simply to not freak out and throw in the towel.
Maybe your "life happens" moment looks different - a sick family member, work deadline, relationship stress, or just one of those weeks where nothing goes according to plan. Whatever it is, remember that getting off track doesn't erase your progress. It doesn't mean you've failed. It means you're human.
The path forward isn't about perfection; it's about returning to your practices, sometimes before you feel you're ready, with kindness and patience for yourself. It's about recognizing that resilience isn't about never falling down - it's about getting back up, again and again.
What does your "life happens" moment look like right now? How can you show yourself compassion while still moving forward? Share with me below - I promise you're not alone in this.
