Finance: Why I sold everything I own to live in an RV

Finance Post :: Why I sold everything I own to live in an RVNot many people were surprised when I announced I was selling everything I own, buying an RV, and traveling around the US with my husband and dog until we got tired of it. Well, at least the people who didn’t know me very well.

From the outside, people think I am a spontaneous free-spirit who loves adventure and surprises. I’m not sure where that came from, but I think I liked that persona so I never really corrected anyone. The few people who really know me, know that I am a type A, routine-loving, schedule oriented planner who gets super anxious at the THOUGHT of not knowing exactly what I am doing every hour for the next 2 years. When things don’t go as planned, I freak out! Like a panic, can’t breathe, cry and eat cinnamon rolls type of fit.

So WHY would I sell everything I own, spend all the money I had to buy an RV (and BTW…we had never even camped in an RV before), and head out on the road with no set schedule and no way of knowing what each day will bring? The answer may surprise you…

Let me start by giving you a little background info on me…

1. I own two online businesses and if I had it my way I would work 14 hours a day

2. I am a competitive endurance athlete and if I could I would train 8 hours a day

3. That leaves 2 hours a day to sleep and I LOVE sleep and typically need about 10 hours a night

As you can see, these numbers DON’T add up. So I gave up a couple hours on each part of my life which left exactly NO time (much less energy) for my husband. And that was not what he signed up for when he married me. Don’t get me wrong, he is SUPER (to a fault sometimes) supportive of everything I do and have done in the 18 years we have been married, but after mentioning divorce on more than one occasion, I knew I needed to do something EXTREME!

My husband had always wanted to live in an RV and travel the US and we had talked about maybe doing it when we were old and retired. But desperate times called for desperate measures. At the end of 2012, I crunched some numbers and announced to my husband that we could make it work. And in January 2013, we drove to Salt Lake City, bought our new home, and drove it back to start our new life together.

We loaded everything that would fit into our 1998 37 foot National Tradewinds and sold or gave away everything that wouldn’t. And six weeks later, we were off on our adventure of a lifetime.

So far we have been on the road for 18 months. I have learned so much about myself, our relationship, living in the moment, being flexible, my values and priorities, and what I want and don’t want my life to look like for the remaining 60 or so years. And I don’t want to stop learning or experiencing this life anytime soon.

And YES, in case you are wondering, I am living my dream life with my BFF and we are closer than we have ever been…and the word ‘divorce’ hasn’t come up in a very long time.

Fitness: Why the Birthday Present I gave my Mom on her 50th made her cry

[Fitness blog post] Why The Birthday Present I gave my mom on her 50th made her cry I love telling this story…not because I like to see my Mom cry, but because for me it’s an inspiring story and it gives me ammo for people who tell me they “can’t” do something that I KNOW they can do.

The year was 2002. I had been a Personal Trainer since 1990 and always helped my friends and family with any health/fitness/nutrition related stuff, so they were used to that. In 1999 I did my first triathlon, and became instantly obsessed. I ended up not only doing an ironman distance triathlon 2 years later, but also got my triathlon coaching certification and started coaching immediately after.

Instantly I was signing all my friends and family up for triathlons, they were NOT used to that.

A bit about my mom…she is a teacher, a Mom, and an amazing Grandma. She is kind and loving and one of the most unselfish people I know. One thing she is not, however, is an athlete. As far as triathlon is concerned, she can swim to prevent drowning, she can cruise along on her fat tired, fuzzy seated monster of a bike, and she can walk, but not run, due to arthritis is both her hips and knees.

So when she opened her 50th birthday present and it was an entry into the Danskin Women’s Triathlon for the following year with all the training she would need to make it through, she was speechless, and scared to death, and that resulted in a silent but deafening cry.

I promised her I would train her enough to get her across the finish line. And I did just that.

We had 10 months to get her strong, fit, and confident enough to swim .5 mile, bike 12 miles, and run 3.1 miles. And we SUCCEEDED!

Watching my mom cross the finish line was incredible…now it was MY turn to cry! She is proof that it doesn’t matter how old you are, how out of shape you are, how inexperienced you are, or how scared you are, if you WANT something and COMMIT to getting there, you WILL succeed! Awesomeness!

My favorite part of this entire story is that BECAUSE of her, I have “convinced” hundreds of women that they too can do this. I would have never been able to get them to even consider the idea if I didn’t have my Mom’s victory to inspire and encourage them.

Because of my Mom, I have helped hundreds of women accomplish something they never would have imagined possible. Now THAT’S something to cry about!