Cupcake Pink

Thirteen weeks into this transformation journey and I've had a revelation -- transformation is boring!

The weather has begun its dance. Warmer currents fighting for stage time when the cold asserts it hasn't finished its act. My body looks forward to the transition period where temperatures don't require much thought and the air feels like a soft caress from skin to soul. There is an excitement. But it's short-lived because my body remembers.

Thumbing through two weeks of journal entries to figure out what I wanted to write about this week has led me to pages of pleas with myself to stay focused. I'm trying not to lose sight of what's important, and failing some days. Who can blame me?

I'm exhausted.

We officially hit the halfway mark of our 100 Days of Deservitude journey, and I find myself somewhere between "look at everything I've accomplished" and "ARE WE THERE YET?!" The truth about transformation? It's not just hard—it feels impossible most days. (Especially now when I’m actively trying to ignore the world burning around me so I can get myself together to do my part to pour water on the fire.)