For the past year or so I’ve been in a rut. It was nothing serious. In fact, I was quite happy during that time. But there was also a mild, lingering sensation that I wasn’t reaching my full potential. At least not in the way I used to be.

When I lived in California I felt as though I were firing on all cylinders. I had a full-time job making good money, I taught yoga five times a week, I did CrossFit three times a week, and I was constantly writing, posting new articles to my blog every single week, and working on a young adult fiction novel on the side.

Then my husband and I moved to Utah and things really slowed down. I took a pay cut to operate Over The Moon Magazine and worked a series of jobs as a writer, editor, and content marketer. I had broken my foot just before the move which severely limited my mobility. And, after writing a really horrible draft of said young adult fiction novel, I took a creative break from my writing.

As I said, none of this was bad at all. In fact, this time was much needed. My husband and I had just moved to a new state and a new city where we didn’t know anyone, didn’t have jobs, and needed to start all over. Slowing down meant we could. We used this time to develop strong friendships, spend more time together, find and buy a new home, and figure out what we wanted to be when we grew up.

The winter blues really got to me this year

But then a few things happened that turned a “slower season” of my life into more of a rut. The first was that I developed chronic hip issues, a torn labrum on my right side that limited by mobility and benched me from just about everything I loved to do. Coupled with the fact that I was working from home full-time, and living through a Siberian winter, meant I didn’t really get out much.

Once I was tucked in for the day I found it increasingly difficult to leave. I was already cozy, I rationed, so I might as well stay in for the evening as well. After all, it was winter and it was cold outside. I didn’t want to dig my car out of the snow or trudge through the miserable weather. My home was warm and comfortable, I had big sweaters and big blankets, so Netflix and chill became the name of the game.

Needless to say, this left me with a serious kapha imbalance. Otherwise known as lethargy, laziness, and a lack of motivation. And that’s just not the kind of person I wanted to be. I needed momentum. Because once I had momentum in one area of my life, I knew I would be able to keep it going in every area of my life. Just as I had in the past. I just had to get started.

So, after talking with one of my friends about it, I decided to set some goals for myself. I knew the things that made me happy in the past: writing, working out, and working hard at a job I loved. I also knew the things that were leading to my unhappiness in the present: television, social media, and spending way too much time at home. So I stopped watching television, deleted all my social media accounts, and set goals to write every day for one hour, workout every day for 30 minutes, and apply for one new job every day. I decided I would do this for thirty days and then reevaluate how I felt.

Then I changed my whole life in 30 days

I did it. During those 30 days, I wrote the first 14,000 words of my novel, I worked out every single day greatly alleviating my hip pain in the process, and I got job offers from two amazing companies I was very excited about. And all of it, partnered with the onset of spring, made me feel so overwhelmingly happy.

I was right about myself. Once I had momentum in one area of my life, it continued to flow into all areas of my life. I planted rose bushes in my front yard and decorated my front porch, I started my harp lessons again after a three year absence, I joined a local pool where I now go swimming after work, I started taking tennis lessons again, and I met some new neighbors who have wiled away many hours sitting on our front porches together.

entrepreneur of the year awards

It sounds so simple that I almost didn’t write an article about it. There wasn’t any kind of revolutionary shift in my life. In fact, it was only a very mild one. But a long time ago I promised myself that I would never again fall into the throws of depression. So it took only one small bout of laziness to completely change my ways. In one month, I got the old me back. The motivated, social, fun-loving self I’ve always preferred.

My day is once again organized just how I like it. I wake up every morning and spend a cherished hour with my book while I eat my avocado toast. I now work as the Editor-In-Chief for Utah Business Magazine where I get to dress nice, meet interesting people, and curate enticing stories. After a fulfilling day at work, I enjoy going to a pilates or spin class or I stop by the pool for a swim. Otherwise, I’ll take a music lesson, play a game of tennis, meet up with friends, or bike somewhere for dinner with my husband.

I never watch TV or look at social media anymore. In fact, there’s literally nothing exciting on my phone anymore so I’m never on it. Once I got rid of the time wasters, I was able to fill my life with the time savorers. And as a result, I feel happier, lighter, and truly better than ever. I feel like I’m reaching my full potential.

Where before my life felt woefully empty, now it feels blissfully full. My cup runneth over, as they say. But it’s only because I decided to fill it back up.

The picture is of my husband and I at the Entrepreneur Of The Year Awards where I had the privilege of presenting the award for best tech.