2026: STEADY
Last year, I made a quiet promise to myself. After Bali, after months (and MONTHS!) of wobbling with my fitness, I decided to get back into running. I picked a 6-week plan, committed to it, and started ticking off the sessions.
Halfway through, I got ill. A couple of workouts were missed. Old me? I would have binned the whole thing, rolled around on the floor, and muttered βwhatβs the point, Iβll never do this properly anyway. FUCK IT!"
But this time, something was different. I moved the end date in my app, watched the plan adjust, and justβ¦ carried on. Session by session. Step by step. Messy, imperfect, sometimes grumpy. And now, almost at the point of running my first 5k on that plan, I know itβs going to be harder than if Iβd done it straight through. But it doesnβt matter. Every single session Iβve completed - even the ones where I dragged my arse out of bed and felt like death warmed up - counts. Iβve done the work, and Iβve kept showing up for myself.
That, more than anything, has inadvertantly become my guide and essentially forged my word for 2026.
This year, my word is STEADY.
Not flashy. Not dramatic. Not a sprint to prove anything. Just consistent, compassionate, unshakable presence with myself. Choosing myself. Steadily.
Why STEADY?
Because 2025 was a lot. A fucking lot. I spent much of it wobbling, surviving, sometimes barely holding it together, and often feeling guilty for not doing more, being more, giving more. I rebounded from people-pleasing into something that felt like rebellion β ignoring what I βshouldβ do and doing what felt good, messy, or just slightly naughty.
I feel like STEADY is the opposite of that chaos. Itβs:
Doing things even when itβs not perfect
Trusting that showing up counts
Sticking with the plan even if life goes sideways
Believing youβre worthy without needing proof
Moving forward without burning out
And yes, that includes fitness, creativity, friendships, work, and pretty much everything else in life.
βRulesβ for a STEADY 2026
I donβt usually do resolutions. So let's call these guidelines or handrails - gawd knows I need a hand staying upright!
Consistency over excitement
Boring but repeatable > dramatic but unsustainable.
No quitting when I feel flat
Neutral days still count. So do meh days.
I choose myself without needing a reason
Rest, joy, care⦠none of it needs to be earned.
Notice when old patterns disguise themselves as urgency
βAll in or whatβs the point?β - "IT'S A TRAP!"
Allow things to be unfinished, imperfect, and still worthwhile
Progress doesnβt need fireworks. Quiet wins still win.
I donβt invalidate effort because the outcome is imperfect.
I finish things even when theyβre not impressive.
An anchor for wobbly days
When life throws me off, I will come back to this:
I choose myself - steadily. I donβt need to rush this.
Why this matters
Because life isnβt linear. Itβs messy, imperfect, and sometimes ill-timed. But that doesnβt mean the effort is wasted. The small, repeated choices - getting up, turning up, moving forward - those are the things that build a life you can actually live in.
This is the 2026 version of me: not chasing fireworks, not punishing myself for missing a step, not trying to prove anything to anyone. Just showing up for myself, over and over, steadily.
Itβs not sexy. Itβs not loud. But Iβm starting to see that it works. And it feels like fucking magic.
So thatβs the plan.
No big reveal. No dramatic overhaul. Just me, choosing myself - again and again - without binning it all off when life gets in the way.
Maybe your word for this year is something else entirely. Maybe you havenβt picked one yet. Thatβs okay too.
Whatever youβre carrying into this year, I hope youβre gentle with yourself. You donβt have to rush it. You donβt have to prove anything.
You can just⦠keep going.
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