My Big Fat Life Changing Post


I’ve been waiting so long to write this post… and am so excited about it.

Some of you already know this, but I have big news:

Today is my last day at my job.

Here’s a little photo journey of my seven years as a teacher:

You may have noticed, but I don’t talk about my job too much on the blog. That’s mostly due to the fact that as a teacher, I’m considered a public figure, and just don’t think it’s appropriate to discuss it on here. I’ve been a teacher (at the same school) for seven years. And the truth is- I’ve never been happy and felt like “I love my job.” When I started teaching, I put 100% of my heart and soul into it. I would stay at school way past the end of the day and spend hours grading projects and papers every night at my home. I was the advisor to several different clubs and department chair by my second year. I got burnt out. I could go on and on about how disrespectful some of the students, parents and administrators were- but I won’t. Teaching truly is one of the hardest jobs in the world.

After my second year, massive budget cuts ensued and teachers stopped getting raises. I haven’t gotten a raise in five years- and cost of living has gone way up.

I started thinking about leaving my job four years ago- around the same time I got my Spinning instructor certification. I dreamed of having a job in the fitness industry, and always just thought one day…

The desire continued to grow over the next few years. I still continued to go to work each day, but 100% of myself into my teaching, and (in my opinion) was a pretty damn good teacher. But eventually, my heart was just so not in it anymore, it was hard to fake it. After I got my Bodypump instructor certification, the desire to move to a career in the fitness industry just continued to take over. I would come home from work completely miserable each day, and then go teach a Bodypump and Spinning class, and feel 100% better. But it was taking a huge emotional toll of me and putting a strain on my relationship with Greg. I’m sure it’s hard to be with someone who is so unhappy in their career.

Early in the spring of this year, I applied for a transfer position to a different high school. It was kind of a last-stitch effort to give teaching one more chance. I thought I was a shoo-in for the job, but they didn’t hire me. I decided to take that as a sign that it wasn’t meant to be.

And then a series of events happened- and I felt like “signs” were everywhere. The same day that I found out I didn’t get the job at the other high school, I got a call from my gym’s group exercise coordinator, Jill, stating that they were going to be opening a new location in Frederick and would need a bunch of instructors to teach the classes. Without a second thought, I offered to take on whatever she needed- and ended up adding 4 more group exercise classes onto my schedule (which had only been two Spinning classes each week). I was teaching 4 Spinning classes and 2 Bodypump classes weekly- and though my new schedule was exhausting, I loved it. Instead of focusing on now unhappy I was in my full-time job, I tried to spend my energy on how much I loved my part-time job.

And then there was this post. At the end I wrote “It shouldn’t take winning the lottery for you to go after your goals and dreams- anything really is achievable in this short time that we have on earth.”

What the heck was I waiting for? WHY was I wasting years in a job that didn’t fulfill me or make me a better person? Was it fear? Money? Comfort?

After that, Greg and I talked a lot. He agreed that my full-time job was not doing me any good, and saw how happy teaching exercise classes made me. He wants me to be happy. He wants to support me. So we agreed- I needed to leave my job as a teacher and pursue my passions.

The Blend Retreat really solidified it. I talked with several of the girls about my decision to change careers and pursue my dreams, and everyone was excited and supportive. I spoke with other women that had made a career in the fitness industry, and each one of them seemed to glow when she talked about it.

The week after I returned to work from Blend, I met with my principal and put in my resignation. I agreed to complete the rest of the school year, but would not return in the fall. I walked out of work later that day with no regrets, no second-guessing my decision and like a huge weight had been lifted.

And for the record, my school board offers the option for a leave of absence, which is what I took. Therefore, if I change my mind, I have two years to return to my job as a teacher. I am seriously doubting that I’ll ever return, but it’s good to have a safety net.

So what’s next? That’s a good question!

No, seriously- I have a pretty good plan. I picked up one more Bodypump class, which starts in July, so I’ll be teaching at least seven a week. Obviously I physically can’t make a living as a full-time (40 hours a week) group exercise instructor, but I can as a personal trainer. I took a 12 week personal trainer course about 3 years ago, and just never took the exam. I never felt like I had the time to study for it- but I do now! I’m hoping to have my personal training certification by mid-fall, and then will begin training at the gym that I currently teach at. And then from there- who knows? The sky is the limit. And hopefully, we’ll be in Colorado sooner rather than later!

I’m so excited and happy with this decision and feel 100% certain that it is the right choice for me- and will only make my life better. And even though he doesn’t really read my blog, I have to give a special thanks to Greg- because without his support, none of this would be possible.

Do you have a “dream” job? If so, what is it?