There's no place like home! Absolutely nothing like it!
I am originally from Narragansett, RI. A small beach town in which I truly became the woman that I am. My fondest childhood memories were made there. Runs on the beach. Little league games. My best friends! And my family. Whenever I return, I am re-born, rejuvenated, and always reminded of what is actually important in life.
I ran almost every day there. What a difference 85 degrees makes! I had my breath. I could feel my legs. I didn't get tired the first mile. I actually felt like I was running, unlike how the oppressive 100+ degree weather here in Austin can make me feel when running the Town Lake trail. My father ran with me as well, and now his little girl sets the pace. I have been waiting for that day. However, at 60 years of age, he still had me breathing quite hard.

Returning home also enabled me to feel passionate about my work again, re-energized, and more motivated to inspire others to change their bodies and their lives. Sometimes my passion can become my burden, for everything that I have and am is invested in each of my clients. When there is success, I feel it. When there is the feeling of failure, I am empathetic. I feel and see everything. There are moments that I do not sleep if I know that a client is having a particularly difficult time losing weight and seeing results. There are also moments when I just may not have anymore to give, for I am human as well, and I feel fat at times and absolutely do not feel like lifting a single weight.

However, when I was running on the beach, and now I can actually battle the wind with strength and triumph, I knew that the run was filling me up with vitality and passion. I knew that all I needed was a vacation, a visit back home to where it just makes sense. Long talks with Dad. Dinners with Aunt Donna. Laughs with my mother. Dancing with my friends. Wii humiliation with my cousins. I just needed fun.