There’s something special about fall. It marks the end of summer, the beginning of the school year, and the highly-anticipated break in humidity. You reignite your love affair with espresso brown, dark purple, and burgundy. You start to remember how nice it is to wear jeans without feeling hot and sticky. The smell of wood burning in a fireplace makes you smile. Everything just seems a little bit different at the start of fall, even if the only thing that’s changed is the color of the leaves.

Well this fall, things don’t just seem different, but there are actually some huge changes happening! Since getting certified this summer, I have continued working with Fighting Trim to develop their programming, and even more recently, I was offered a position at BodySmith Training Gym in Washington D.C. as a personal trainer! I haven’t really started yet, in terms of working with clients, but I plan to start slowly (part-time) and test the waters a bit. Get myself used to major changes in smaller doses. I’m really not sure what my schedule is going to be like, but I know it’s going to be quite different than what I’m used to with an office job. Once things pick up and I begin to work with clients, I’m sure I’ll have to figure out!
Still finding my way in the grown-up world; I’ve realized how important is it to follow my passions, try new things, and pursue a career that would be fulfilling for me. For my first job out of college, I feel like I’ve learned a lot of things that I can apply not only to work, but life in general. This job has helped me identify when I’m most/least productive, how to work best with different personalities, and how to use my strengths to my advantage. But perhaps the most important thing I’ve learned from this job is what I definitely don’t want to do – work in an office all day. However, with personal training, I have the opportunity to try out something that really gets me excited. Sure a paycheck is nice, but why not get a paycheck while also doing something you truly enjoy. For most of my life I’ve taken the safe route. I was stayed away from change; too afraid of the unknown possibilities. But change can be good. As I was once told, you spend so much of your life working, you might as well be happy with what you do.

It was only about a week before the workshop that something clicked in my brain that said, “take the exam.” It may have been part of a dream, my subconscious or the encouraging “little me” on my shoulder. Whatever it was, from that point on, I was convinced and determined to take the exam. Throughout the workshop, I took notes and asked questions that further prepared me for taking the final test. On Sunday, I still felt a little nervous, but what I mostly felt was calm, prepared, and happy that all my hard work was about to pay off. I still have to wait a month to actually find out whether I passed or not, but no matter the result, I feel proud of what I’ve accomplished. Of course passing would be great, but what this weekend was really about was getting over my fear and self-doubting, and that’s exactly what I did.
So many people in my life have encouraged me on my way towards becoming a trainer and shown their confidence in me, but that can only take me so far. Like an Olympic athlete, all the hours of training and encouragement from your support system all comes down to a single event. Nobody else was going to take that exam for me. This was the part of my journey where I really had to believe in myself. The ability to really believe in yourself is such an important tool to have in life, perhaps even more so for a personal trainer. If you can’t get yourself to do something, how on earth are you going to motivate someone else!?

Looking back at the last three years, I can’t really complain about my life. I graduated in 2009 with a degree in Environmental Studies, got a job at an environmental non-profit in D.C., and maintained a great relationship and circle of friends. Everything all bright and cheery from the outside. Three years later, I’m in the same (job) boat and ready to jump ship, swim around in unknown waters, and find a new boat to sail in. Or if you’re more of a land-based metaphor type, I’m ready to blaze my own trail instead of walking on one that already exists.