If we were on a walk today, you’d probably tell me I was walking too fast. I’d apologize immediately and explain that I grew up trying to keep up with my little legs next to my mom, who was always in a hurry. She speed-walked like it was her job and now I can’t undo it.
Also, I’d definitely have to stop and tell you the latest update on the neighbor. The one who used to curse at us for no reason and give every person on our street the middle finger, including our actual babies in strollers. She moved. Yep. She’s GONE. And I know that’s not technically relevant to your stress levels or your hormones or whatever, but like… how could I NOT tell you if we were walking past her old house?
(Also, I’m assuming we’re walking in my neighborhood which feels wildly presumptive of me. Maybe I’m over by you. Maybe you picked the route. Either way, I’m definitely bringing snacks.)
You’d probably be venting (or spiraling, let’s be honest) about how you’re supposed to make all these big life decisions when you can’t even remember the last time you washed your hair. And I’d nod and say, same.
Then I’d tell you what I told myself this morning while standing in the kitchen eating peanut butter off a spoon and overthinking my entire business:
You don’t need to see the whole map to take the next step.
You don’t need a five-year plan. You don’t need to know if your workout is “optimal” or if your meal was perfectly balanced. You just need to take one clear step in the direction that feels mostly right. Not perfect. Just… not soul-sucking.
Here’s what I call my Foggy-Day Five:
Add 10g of protein to breakfast – collagen, eggs, turkey, leftover meatballs, tofu. Something.
Move for 15 minutes – walk, stretch, dance like a weirdo in your kitchen.
Drink a glass of water before your second coffee.
Pick a better-for-you option – not the “best,” just the one that feels doable.
Handle one life thing – reply to the email, reschedule the dentist, refill your magnesium.
Small things. Doable things. Things that get your brain and body back in the same room.
Maybe that next step for you is a 10-minute walk before opening your laptop. Maybe it’s finally booking the lab work. Maybe it’s letting go of the routine that used to work but now just makes you feel like a failure.
You’re not off-track. You’re just in a foggy part of the trail. The kind where you can’t see what’s ahead, but you know the path is still there.
So today, take the next step. Eat the thing. Say the no. Do the lower-body workout even if you don’t feel like it. Or skip it and sit in the sun for 10 minutes. Either one might be exactly what you need.
And if you want someone to walk alongside you (at your pace, I promise) and help carry the mental backpack full of “shoulds,” I’m here.
XO,
Tara
P.S. If you're ready for structure and soul in your health journey, let's talk. We’ll figure out what’s next, together.