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Welcome to the new addition to our website -- our blog!
FIrst and foremost, thank you for being here, perusing our site, and having an interest in what we do. I wanted to start this blog to highlight topics, events, travels, movement, etc, that deserved more than just a social media post. I also wanted a spot for people to land who didn't have social media (which we can't blame them for).
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It's the day after Christmas, I'm at my grandma's house, I've got my coffee in hand, and here I am to share the moment of how her Elevated came about!
Let's get started...
It's November 2018. I'm sitting at a small beach in Kihei, Maui, glass of red wine in hand, watching the sunset, the natural south island wind blowing hard, my hair playing in the breeze, sand adding a crunch to the enjoyment of my wine, locals are playing in the ocean, kids are laughing...a moment of perfection.
During this moment of bliss, I had one thing constantly occupying my mind. Commitment. After three years of being a part-time personal trainer, I had been given the opportunity to take over my own studio space. If you knew me, you knew committing to anything other than myself rarely happened - so this would be a monumental step forward into the abyss of commitment. Yikes! And my own space? What was I going to do with that? With fitness, I always had one foot in and one foot out.
But during this random trip to Maui, where I tagged along with my second cousin, I really decided to take the slow down time to think about where I was, where I wanted to go and if this was the next/right step for me.
I spent most of the sunsets during that week-long trip thinking deeply about this opportunity I had been given. Of course all the fear based thoughts kept coming up - not good enough, don't know anything, no plan, still not good enough, what do I know about business, who knows about me, what do I have to offer, I don't commit to things, how will I fill the time, how will I get people through the door, you'll be tied down to Sacramento, la di da - those all too familiar feelings.
On the other hand, I had equal thoughts of the following - you never know till you try, it's this or move along, you've changed yourself and you can help others, you won't have another opportunity like this, you have the support so you'll be ok, you're more capable than you know, let's see what you're made of, your current clients will support you, you love the space, the studio is full of sunshine and natural light, you can just try and if you fail it's ok, this is a chance to work hard, this could be something really good, you've always wanted to work for yourself, you can create a space opposite of other gyms you've disliked, you got this, why the fuck not, Katie?
Yeah, why the fuck not. And during one of those sunsets, I smiled toward the sun, grabbed my own hand and said, let's do this.
But wait, we need a name...