Saturday, June 21, 2014

Comfort Zones


Monday morning and the alarm goes off - 5:30am, time for the hubby to answer the call of the Army. It's called PT or as my husband sometimes says physical torture.  The last time I actually got out of bed at this hour was in February, before our move to Texas, when I worked 12 hour day shifts that started at 6:45am.  For some unknown reason I decide today is the day I'm going to get back on track and join the rest of the waking world.  Time for PT! 

6:30am. I drop my blue class ticket into an upside-down baseball cap and climb onto a bike. The instructor is already pedaling at the front of the classroom and the people around me look focused and ready for their ride - to nowhere.  I have arrived at spin class.  The music is pounding and my pedals start keeping time with the beat, before I realize it - the hour class is over!  I've ridden 20 miles and burned more calories than I ever have at this hour of the morning - I can't keep back the smile!


The pain sets in the next day, but I get back on the bike - pushing past my fears of inadequacy, of being judged, and the fear that I might fail.  I pass by my comfort zone as I push up a hill and wipe the sweat off my brow.  I completed four spin classes this week.  It wasn't easy leaving the feather pillow and extra sleep behind, but the rewards of health, fitness, and conquering are worth it!  


I love eating food that's good for me and hitting the gym for a light workout, but Spinning was definitely out of my comfort zone!  Today I couldn't be happier that I took on the challenge!  What are you afraid of today?  Is your comfort zone holding you captive?  Don't be afraid to break free - you'll find the reward of conquering the unknown to be well worth leaving the feather pillow behind!


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Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Life changes...

A lot has taken place since my return from Africa in 2010. I met my future husband shortly after my return home, was married to Isaac in September of 2011, survived him being deployed for a year, completed my BSN in 2012, applied to CRNA (Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist) school in 2013, moved across country to Texas in February of 2014, and now I'm soaking up some Texas sunshine! There were many other life adventures along the way, but four years is a lot to fill you in on! 

Next month I again make a cross country move, back to NC.  My move to Winston Salem is the start of a very exciting, and to be honest, pretty intimidating new adventure. I start a 24 month CRNA program at Wake Forest University in August! My dream is to use this new degree to continue my passion for medical missions.  Isaac and I will again be apart, but we pray God will sustain and provide for us during this time.  We covet your prayers as well! 

The goal of this blog is to keep you updated to this new adventure and perhaps maintain my sanity by writing down my thoughts, struggles, and experience as a SRNA (Student Registered Nurse Anesthetist). 

"Ever more people today have the means to live, but no meaning to live for." -Viktor E. Frankl