(Spoiler: 2018 is SO not the year of the book.)
So after I wrote this and put all my feelings in writing and sent it out into the world, I sit with it a little bit. I did make some slight book headway. But I kept coming back to the idea of health coaching . . .
So I’ve been saying for awhile that I need to figure out my next thing. What I want to do when I grow up. What I’m going to do now that our old way of life will never be the same. (I mean OBVIOUSLY. But some things take longer to get there in my head.)
My head is pinging with ideas. The two buckets seem to be writing and health related. On the writing side, I’ve thought about working on a book proposal. Or really optimizing/monetizing this blog and writing more regularly. Or doing a podcast. (This one doesn’t quite fit into either bucket.)
For health, I’d like to be a health coach. I’d also like to learn more about fitness. Either to be a personal trainer or to be a more sort of full service health coach package.
I definitely have more time now that the kids are in school. (Although it does seem like things are always coming up.) But I will need to be more focused to make something happen. Right now I feel like I’m making an inch of progress in twenty different directions. I need to pick a lane. Which currently feels intimidating on top of settling in to our new home, travel planning, and general life stuff.
In the spirit of picking a lane, I’m doing a brain dump on all the reasons I’m scared to try to be a health coach. Here we go.
Roman Reboot 