As a working mother, it's so easy to lose your sense of self. Your entire life feels like it exists around your job and your children — a constant cycle of meal planning, playing chauffeur, coordinating playdates.
I wouldn't trade it for the world. I pour my heart and soul into my boys.
But what I've realized is that showing up as the best version of mom I can be is a lot easier when I'm pouring from a full cup.
Movement has been part of my life for over 20 years. It's just always been who I am. When I became a mom, I made a promise to myself not to stop working out.
The motivation has changed over time. The outcome hasn't. It's still the clearest connection I have between my physical and mental well-being.
Life is messy. Especially with two little kids. A lot feels out of my control.
But exercise is one thing I can come back to. It grounds me on the hard days. Gives me energy when everything feels heavy. And sometimes, yeah — it makes me feel unstoppable.
Whether it's logging miles, getting into a hot studio room way too early, or a spin class on my Peloton with a playlist full of 90s bangers — it's in those moments, when I'm sweating and pushing myself, that my mind clears. I can shake off whatever's been keeping me up. Process what didn't go right. Come back to myself.
My boys are still so little. They need a lot from me. And I want to meet them there — fully, with patience, with something left to give.
For me, having something to give starts with my work outs. In those early mornings at the studio, or on the bike. Showing up, again and again.
Because my boys deserve the best version of me.
And this is how I get there.
I've shared mine.
Now I pass it to you.
peace is in you