From the Rower to the Table: Finding Strength in Sharing
January 8, 2025
Today’s reflection feels like my 2,600-meter row — hard at first, but freeing as I went. Thanks for being here. Let’s see where this leads.
I haven’t shared much about the fitness journey I’m on. Not because it isn’t important, but because I wasn’t sure how to talk about it — or if it even needed to be shared.
This morning changed that.
Today’s workout felt like the right place to begin, because I felt proud.
I powered through 2,600 meters on the rowing machine. For perspective, that’s roughly the length of two train cars — about 8,530 feet. Saying it out loud makes it feel real in a way numbers on a screen don’t always capture.
It wasn’t graceful.
It wasn’t effortless.
But it was mine.
And that felt like enough.
Why This Journey Matters
For a while now, I’ve been quietly working toward becoming stronger — physically, mentally, and emotionally. I kept it mostly to myself because I wasn’t sure how to share it without turning it into performance or comparison.
What I’m learning is this: sharing isn’t about validation. It’s about honesty. It’s about letting others see the process — not the polished result — and trusting that there’s connection in that.
I’m not where I want to be yet.
But I’m moving in the right direction.
Small Wins Add Up
That 2,600 meters was more than a number. It was a reminder that progress often shows up quietly.
Sometimes progress looks like:
Consistency — showing up even when it feels hard
Resilience — pushing through doubt instead of waiting for confidence
Perspective — celebrating small victories because they do matter
Strength isn’t built all at once. It’s built stroke by stroke.
What’s Next
This journey isn’t about perfection. It’s about progress — about listening to my body, staying present, and choosing movement as a form of care rather than punishment.
This is just the beginning of me sharing this part of my life more openly. Not because I have it figured out, but because I’m willing to keep going.
Here’s to rowing forward — one stroke, one choice, one day at a time.
