As decades of running and pounding on the tennis court have started to leave imprints on my body, I have realized that I need to quiet myself. I need to be more gentle with myself. I need to take care of my spirituality, my nutrition, my sleep, my relationships. It’s not as mindless and easy as it once was under that hot Georgia sun. I must be much more intentional now about how I spend my time and energy each day. I am also learning and living this: comparison is the thief of joy. How often do we find ourselves crushing our own sweet souls with comparison? My spirit, my nooma, is found in connecting with people, showing humility, laughing (mostly at myself), practicing patience and watching others find their joy.
**My earliest memories of “fitness” included ankle weights and tights, so its only natural that I just love teaching MIX!