Yesterday my clients closed escrow on their first home. It was also my first deal closed since the divorce and deciding to go back to pursuing real estate full-time. Earlier in the week, I looked forward to celebrating Friday night, but I have come to realize that celebrations come in all shapes and sizes and sometimes the best celebrations aren’t planned.
After helping them take a load of stuff in my car, I met up with neighbors for a little bit before enjoying a nap. Then I capped off the night with a special Detox/Retox evening at my favorite yoga studio: Elevate Yoga & Wellness.
Generally I enjoy taking their Elevated classes which test my limits, but last night I relished in the slow flow class which balanced out the adrenaline I had been pushing all week. After class, The Dressing Room did a cocktail and tapas pairing at a long family table. While I planned to go out with a girlfriend after, I opted to come home and was in bed and asleep before 9:15.
During the spring as everything was unfolding, I pursued activities that kept my body in motion with reckless abandon. I went back to figure skating, running, hiking, bouldering, skiing, and of course aerial yoga. The challenge at the time was that the stress caused me to have severe trouble keeping things down, so I had to be extra mindful to get calories down thru liquid calories when chewing sounded like too much.
Late April to early June catapulted me into a different more sedentary sentiment where the idea of moving sounded like the hardest thing ever. Then I took small strides to get back in motion: walking Merlin, an aerial class here or there, and some restorative yoga at a new studio.
My trip to San Diego for the 4th of July morphed into running 6 days a week. In San Diego, that is a fairly easy activity year round. Back in the Phoenix heat, it has been a little harder to accomplish generally meaning I need to wake up earlier. Thankfully the monsoons have cooperated for Merlin and I to enjoy some cooler morning runs.
This morning set out to run 5 mi and finished just under that in nearly 90 degree heat – felt good to accomplish. I opted to listen to the Nike+Run Club long run mix and discovered all sorts of new music, including When My Time Comes by Dawes with this amazing lyric.
And now the only piece of advice that continues to help
is anyone that’s making anything new only breaks something else. – Dawes
Today the celebration is a month of running most days as I learn to find the balance of what my mind and body need to stay grounded to accomplish my goals. Not every night needs to be a party, sometimes the party is being in bed by 9pm. I resonate fully that in making something new this year, I broke everything else.