I’m about to turn 30 years old. At one level I believe it’s just another birthday, but than there is this nagging little voice in the back of my brain that keeps yelling at me that I should be freaking out. I’ve always thought by 30 I would have kids and be a “grown up.” Yet I feel like I am just coming into myself. I found a sport I love and I’ve just launched my own business.
I got married 8 months ago, and all the talk now is when are we having kids… I find myself at what feels like a crossroads. I am coming into my own as an athlete and a coach and I want nothing to get in the way of that. But I see my friends’ with their baby bumps and newborns and I want to devote every ounce of myself to having and raising kids.
There in lies the problem: I’ve been looking at it as a crossroads. I have to pick one or the other. Tonight it dawned on me that isn’t true. I can have both. I will have to be smart about it. But right now I am focused on getting strong. I want a 200lb back squat. A bodyweight snatch would be a dream come true. I’m going to continue to compete in olympic weightlifting and plan on taking a stab at my first Crossfit competition as well. So for now 5 days a week I lift big, and metcon fast.
I feel like women are lead to believe they have to pick one path in life: kids or ourselves. We don’t have to pick. Turning 30 and having kids doesn’t mean I’m too old for the gym or that I can’t lift any more. It’s just the beginning for me! I will lift and compete until my husband and I are blessed with a baby, then I will give my body and baby the attention they need. But I can, and will, come back to the gym. I will be a strong mom, and a role model of health for our children.