The feeling of knots in my stomach happens daily. I feel nervous, tense, and extremely motivated. I don’t know where I will be in five years, but I know I don’t want to miss any opportunities.
Like everyone else I wear many hats. Being the Athletic Representative for my College, gearing up for another varsity season, a field maintenance job, and studying for my life long dream of being a Nurse.
I don’t want to be average at these things either. I want to be the best friend I can be. I want to be the one to help friends through hard times, and do the little things to make their days better. I want to be the best daughter and help my parents feel as loved as they make me feel. I want to be the best girlfriend, who helps my boyfriend through difficult times and help lighten the stress in his life. I want to be the hardest worker, even if it’s just picking as many weeds as I can at work, I want to create successful events at school that help create positivity around body image, I want to be the best Nurse who helps everyone get better and helps them through the difficult times. I want to travel and learn as much as I can. I want to be more kind. I want to be stronger and at my optimal fitness level.
This takes time and work. Every single day. Hours in the gym daily. Giving it your all just to take seconds off of your 5k run, pushing through that last rep, adding five more pounds. Doing math worksheets over and over again. Hours of planning and attending conferences. Cooking healthy meals. Hundreds of homemade cards and figuring out how to be the friend that each individual needs. Constantly thinking of how to do better. New goals every day. Opening doors for strangers, smiling more, Intentionally starting meaningful conversations. It’s the grind.