Well, here I am, back from four weeks on holidays, and what an adventure it was. Trekking up Mount Kilimanjaro, camping under the stars, and exploring the wild beauty of the Serengeti. It was magic. Life changing in ways I am still processing. But here’s the thing as incredible as it was, I came home and realised how easy it is to slip back into old habits.
Six months ago, I set out to change my life, one habit at a time. Slowly, week by week, I rebuilt my health, boosted my energy, and rewired the way I think and live. I felt unstoppable. Strong. Unshakable.
But five weeks from my routines and boom. Just like that, I slid back into patterns I thought I had left behind.
Here’s the truth I didn’t expect: dehydration hit me like a freight train. Before this experiment, I was never fully aware of how powerful hydration is. Going from at least three litres of water a day to barely one… my entire being shifted. My skin dulled. My energy crashed. Sugar cravings I thought I’d kicked came roaring back. My stress levels spiked. Even my clarity, the sharpness I had grown so used to has blurred.
It’s wild how quickly your body speaks to you when you’re out of alignment.
And the thing is, I wasn’t “unhealthy” in Africa I was just off balance. Living off potatoes (thank you gluten and egg allergies) and being outside my environment flipped a switch in my body I didn’t see coming. It humbled me. I thought six months of habits had rebuilt my system.. but I can see now: it takes more than six months to undo decades of stress, sickness, and survival mode.
This is what I know now: structure creates freedom. We as humans need routines like we need air. The moment we let go of them, even for an amazing adventure, our old patterns are waiting in the wings, ready to jump back in.
So I’m resetting. I’m not dipping my toes in. I’m diving all the way back, going back to the beginning.
All of it. At once. Because I’ve felt what it’s like to live without these habits, and I don’t want to feel sluggish, low energy and flat anymore,
Africa taught me a lot, not just about resilience but about life. The Swahili phrase “pole pole” (slowly, slowly) echoed with every step up that mountain. And “hakuna matata” (no problem) reminded me that most of what we stress about isn’t worth the energy.
The climb wasn’t about conquering the summit; it was about the journey. And so is this.
This next six months is about showing up for myself, day after day. If the first half of this year cracked me open, the second half is about building a stronger, lighter, brighter version of me.
So here I am. Resetting. Rebuilding. And proving to myself that it’s not how many times you slip… it’s how fiercely you rise.
Here’s the thing…
We all slip. We all drift. Life pulls us off course sometimes, and that’s okay. But what matters is whether you stay there or find your way back. So let me ask you:
What habits would you reset today if you gave yourself permission to start fresh?
What would change in your life if you decided right now to jump back in?
Because maybe it’s not about starting over. Maybe it’s about coming back stronger.
