Let’s Get Uncomfortable

Greetings from Salem, Massachusetts! I am steps away from this beautiful spot.

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Photo credit: My friend Rose Dello Russo…though I wish it was me…mine didn’t come out as good  

I love vacations and love coming home. But it also make me nervous. I get nervous thinking about getting back on track with work, goals, and fitness once I’m in back in Chicago. Especially the fitness part. Let’s not even talk about how my awesome nutrition plan turned into a “beer and carbs” plan over the past five days.  

Getting back on track is one of those “uncomfortable areas.” We think about all the work we have to do, and then get scared. Sometimes we dive in deep to tackle said work, but then give up because it’s too damn hard.

I think about uncomfortable areas a lot when I’m home. Living in Salem was great. Moving to Chicago was terrifying. I was uncomfortable for most of my first year. I’ve had many people ask me why I ever considered doing this in the first place.

Here’s why:

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Photo credit: blog.unstash.com

Getting uncomfortable is a good thing

I love talking about our “big and scary goals.” Does anyone reach those goals by staying in their comfort zone? Hell no. We get uncomfortable, and then the magic starts to happen.

In a few hours from now, I’ll be going through airport security. During this time, I act like the masculine person I am and start to tear up as I think about how long it’ll be before I’m back in Salem again. Then I land in Chicago and everything is okay. Why? Because if I never moved to Chicago and got uncomfortable, I wouldn’t be nearly as far along as I am today.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a red trolley to catch.  

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