One Month Down
Here I sit in my sauna on this last day of January, heat wrapping around me like a soft blanket while outside the window the snow whips past in furious white streaks. It’s hard to believe—how are we flipping the calendar tomorrow and stepping into February already?
January felt like it arrived just yesterday with such promise: fresh goals scribbled in my journal, intentions set with that crisp New Year clarity. Now here we are, one month down, and life has done what life does—mixed in real days, unexpected detours, moments of motivation and stretches where stress quietly built up in my shoulders.
If you’re feeling that same quiet astonishment—that mix of “Where did the month go?” and “What now?”—you’re not alone. January is the real test of those shiny resolutions we made. The initial spark fades, winter weather (literal or emotional) rolls in, and suddenly we’re asking ourselves what actually stuck and what needs a kinder recalibration.
So, I’m choosing to sit with it all right here in this warm wooden cocoon, doing a little analysis of what has worked for me in these first 31 days of 2026.
What worked beautifully:
• Those morning walks, hot yoga and Pilates practices, even on the coldest days. Bundling up and stepping out into the crisp air or heading into a warm class with friends and familiar faces that choose to show up together, cleared my head more than any productivity hack ever could. The goals around movement and fresh air? They stuck because they felt nourishing, not obligatory.
• Carving out small pockets of stillness—like this sauna time or my cold plunges. When stress started building in my shoulders, these 20–30 minutes of alternating heat and cold and just deep breathing helped release the tension before it became a full knot. Self-care wasn’t an afterthought; it became the foundation.
What felt harder—and the gentle insight it offered:
• The evening practices I’d planned in order to increase my sleep score - it didn’t always happen.
• That low hum of “I should have…” creeping in. I have spent hours online looking for the perfect retreat. I haven’t settled on one. There are a lot of good ones available, but the right one with the right fit hasn’t found me yet.
But here's the shift: instead of pushing harder, I'm treating it as kind data. The goal isn't perfection; it's presence. When something feels obligatory, it loses its magic. When it feels like care, it sticks.
I've decided that my goal of yoga teacher training needs to go on hold. Trying to fit myself into a schedule that is going to stress me out and not allow for flexibility is too much for now. Instead, I decided to get my board certification for my health coach training. This wasn't even in my wheelhouse when I put together my vision board for 2026, but I'm trying to be patient with my refocus. So, three months of yoga teacher training is transformed into studying for the certification exam. I have more flexibility in how I plan my study time and that alleviates some stress.
Through it all, the biggest noticing? My body and mind thrive when goals are held with open hands, not clenched fists. The snow outside doesn't rush to melt—it settles, rests, transforms in its time. I'm practicing the same patience with myself. Movement nourished me because it met me where I was; stillness reset me because I let it be simple. Stress eases when I stop fighting the season's rhythm.
If you're in your own quiet moment today—perhaps reflect on a goal that's shifting or one that's newly calling—these gentle questions helped me:
- What goal or plan felt like it was clenching your fists this month, and what might open hands look like for it?
- Where has a "refocus" surprised you in a good way lately?
- As February begins, what's one way you're inviting more patience and presence into your days?
Tomorrow we flip the calendar—not to start over, but to continue with a little more grace, a little more trust in the unfolding.
