First thoughts...a little about me
I've decided to start up my fitness goals again and I am determined to make it work despite all the ups and downs I know I will experience. I know that MFP will help me along the way and even in just my first few days it has. I tried using MFP before but I was a little embarassed at first. Now, I decide to say "Screw You" to my embarassment about my weight loss goals and have dove into the community at MFP. It's been so welcoming so far and I am glad that I have taken the risk again. Sharing has not always been one of the easiest things for me to do. So in breaking out of my comfort zone, I decided to start blogging along the way. It seems like it will be theraputic for me.
You see, I've been working through a lot of random and crazy emotions recently, leaving me in not the best mental state. I feel like a lot of things are out of my control, but my health and fitness is something that I can control and will take hold of.
Since graduating from college in 2010, I have been lost and wandering for a while, not sure on what path to take next and because of this I have lived in many places and had some crazy but really eye opening experiences through AmeriCorps, but once that ended I was again confused as to where my life would take me, but here I land back in Hawaii. Not someplace I wanted to be (I know you think I am crazy to say that, but it's true.) My heart just doesn't belong here. So right now I working and going back to school to figure things out. I have a decent job in human resources, but it's not my passion. I want to find my passion and I think I might have in nursing. I have always loved working with the elderly in nursing homes and I love that there is always something going on in the medical field, something new and exciting to learn, but right now I am just taking the steps to prepare for nursing school programs. It's a big change from my original plan to save the world as a Foreign Service Officer. It's funny how much your life can change in such a short amount of time, but I guess the wandering has been good for me. It keeps me guessing and on my toes, but I do want to find some solid ground. The older I get the more I want to find a place I feel I belong. So until then...the wandering will continue.