From the moment I could run, jump, and climb, movement was
my language. I was the kid who scaled trees effortlessly, thrived on the
softball and soccer field, and found balance and strength in gymnastics. A pro-athlete?
No, but my body was my greatest tool—agile, strong, resilient. Now, as I
navigate a new chapter in life, I find myself in a deeply personal
transition—one that requires me to reconcile my former athlete self with the
person I am today.
This journey hasn’t been easy. There have been moments of loss,
frustration, and resistance. Some days, I long for the effortless power I once
felt, the drive of competition, and the confidence of knowing my body could
meet any challenge. Accepting that athleticism isn’t confined to youth—that it
evolves—is a lesson I am still learning. My relationship with movement is shifting
from pushing my limits to appreciating my resilience. And as I step into this
new phase, I’m hoping to find strength in honoring my past while embracing the
future.
Climbing Trees: Fearlessness & Freedom
As a child, trees weren’t just part of the landscape—they
were adventures, challenges, and victories. My siblings and I raced each other
to the top, our hands gripping branches, pushing past hesitation, eager to
reach the highest point. On windy days, we’d feel the tree sway beneath us. We
were so free! That fearless spirit may no longer lead me to the treetops, but
it still lives within me—whispering encouragement whenever I take on new
challenges, step outside my comfort zone, or refuse to let age define my
limits.
Softball & Soccer: Teamwork & Determination
Team sports taught me camaraderie, perseverance, and
strategy. The drive to win was all encompassing which drove the fun factor for
a group of competitors even further. But
it was more than that, it was about working together, trusting instincts, and encouraging
others. Today, I may not be racing across fields, but the love for movement and
connection remains. I carry the same team spirit and determination in
everything I do – my marriage, raising kids, throughout my career.
Gymnastics: Strength & Discipline
I competed in high school on the uneven parallel bars,
placing first all but twice. That event demanded power, control, and artistry,
pushing me to refine movements and perfect my technique. My coach was my
biggest fan. The rush of swinging between and over the bars, executing
transitions, and sticking landings fueled my competitive fire. Gymnastics
required focus, precision, and resilience—qualities that shaped me far beyond
the sport itself. Now, my body moves differently, but the discipline and inner
strength gymnastics taught me remain just as vital.
Acknowledging the Shift
This journey isn’t easy. Some days, I crave the confidence
of knowing my body could meet any physical challenge. But I have to remind myself
that change is inevitable, and accepting it is a process. Recognizing this
shift is the first step—allowing myself to feel everything that comes with it,
without judgment.
Giving Myself Grace
This transition is not instant. I have to remind myself to
be gentle in this process—to honor what was while embracing what lies ahead. I
still feel my competitive nature in everything I do, but I’m working on finding
new ways to express it.
What are your thoughts? How are you navigating transitions in
your 60+ life?
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