Itâs a red light. Iâm stuck on US-1, 20 cars back. The guy next to me is buried in his phoneâheâs in a Maserati, so I imagine heâs deep in some leather-scented, turbo-charged fantasy scroll. My jaw tightens as I watch the minutes tick up on Waze. 9:17. Yoga starts at 9:15.
How am I even running late? Iâm usually the punctual one.
I crank up Bodies â Tycho Remix. It clicks. It lifts me. The only thing to do now? Keep going.
I spent over a decade coaching and training in triathlon. If the sport teaches you anything, it's thatâkeep going. Not mindlessly. Not aggressively. But with presence. With purpose.
What else are you going to do? Stop? Complain? Quit?
Iâve done all three. And while pressing on isnât always the right move, staying stuck never is. Sometimes the best version of âkeep goingâ means shifting direction, not doubling down. The real regret comes from lingering too long in an unhealthy place.
These days, âkeep goingâ shows up in the form of hot yogaâ26+2, four to five times a week. Same poses. Same sequence. No matter how I feel or whatâs waiting on the other side of the mat, I show up. I move. I breathe. I keep going.
In that traffic, watching the minutes tick by, it was the practice itself that pulled me forward. Not just to get there on time, but to reclaim the dayâto remember that showing up, even late, is better than not showing up at all.
Itâs not about grinding or burning out. Itâs about building rhythmâa pattern, a path thatâs yours.
Maybe Iâm wired this way. Maybe not. But after a lifetime of movement, the dividends are starting to show upâphysically, mentally, emotionallyâin ways I never expected.
So, if todayâs messy, or hard, or running behindâŠjust keep going.