claustrophobic.

Disclaimer: This is more of a personal post than some others, but bear with me. We don’t have to always have it together.

There’s something sitting very heavy on my chest and I’m having a really hard time figuring out what it is. 


I’m starting to feel very claustrophobic in Austin and in my apartment and in my daily routine. It’s not that I feel suffocated, but it’s like I can’t escape. 
I keep reminding myself that I’ll be in Mexico for a whole month this summer, essentially on my own, but even that doesn’t feel like enough.
I want to throw off the chains and adventure with reckless abandon. I want to go places that I’ve never been and meet new people and experience things that I can’t even imagine yet. 
But right now, I have responsibilities. I’m not having to fight off the urge to shuck those important things to the side, I just wish I had more room for other things. And I know I can make room, but I don’t want wiggle space, I want a whole freaking house.
I want to drive with the windows down and stop when I want and go where I want. I want to run through a field of sunflowers. I want to jump off a giant rock into a freezing cold lake. I want to hug people and shake them and jump on them out of happiness.
Does any of that make sense?
I want to go go go and do do do.
I want someone to adventure with me because right now I feel stuck.
If you have any advice, I’d love to hear it. I’m a firm believer that when you feel like you need to do something then you should just DO but right now I’m all in a funk.
“Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never been to, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground.”
Love,
Juliana

on tri and strength.

This weekend I completed an Olympic distance time trial with the rest of the Texas Tri team to prepare us for Nationals in April. During the race, one of my favorite things began to happen…

Everyone started working to lift each other’s spirits up.

1500 meter open water swim, 25 mile hilly (SO HILLY) ride, and a 10k run under the warm sun can start to wear a person out.

But in transition, on the bike, and especially on the run, the triathletes begin to become so supportive of each other. Don’t get me wrong, everyone is so awesome on a daily basis, but there’s just something about the camaraderie of a race that really makes people shine.

If you come out to a triathlon, I’m willing to bet that you’ll start hearing the triathleteres tell each other things like:

“You’re doing great!” or “You’ve got this.” and “You’re almost there!”

But I’ve got to say, one of my personal favorites is:

“You’re looking strong!”

How beautiful.

Isn’t that what we all want? To be strong inside and out?

I wish that we could all convey this motivation to each other on a daily basis. Hey, you’re strong today.

Life can be hard. School, work, personal life can all get really rough. We can feel tired and dreary and ready for an escape. Sometimes we feel like Atlas and we dare not to shrug.

During a race, it can make a world of a difference to be cheered for, smiled at, and just ultimately supported. No matter how fast or slow you are going.

In triathlon, we cheer for each other because we know the struggle. Getting off a bike and starting to run is not the most pleasant feeling, so we cheer for others because we relate! We work to ease each other’s discomfort.

The spectators cheer out of pride and excitement and support.

But in life, we are both the spectators and the participants.

We have the capacity for hurt, but also for so much strength. And we should share it.

Just something I’ve been thinking about since yesterday.

(Also, I should be doing homework right now.)

Love,

Juliana

happy happy happy :)

There is no better feeling than sitting on the lawn, sunbathing, on a beautiful Friday afternoon.

The wind is blowing, the birds are chirping, my homegirl Alicea just came to join me, and I feel so incredibly joyful.

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Life is so good, my friends. Have a wonderful weekend! 🙂

monday motivation!

“I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. He taught me that if you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it at full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good. Hot is no good either. White hot and passionate is the only thing to be.” 


Happy Monday, you guys! 🙂

Mean Green Tri

was awesome!

   

    

Speed PR on the bike and no pain on the run! By suit completely unzipped during the swim, so I had a lot of drag but whatever I survived. Oh, by the way, the team took second! \m/

P.S. The banana suit may or may not have made an appearance. 

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in pictures…





Basically lots of sun, lots of driving, lots of food, and lots of coffee. 🙂

Oh. Snap.

Today. Was. Incredible.

The sun was shining, school was a breeze, and the weather was perfect.

But rather than ramble on about my day, I’ll let you get a quick view via my SnapChat story… 😉



Started the day off working at the Capitol.



Took a selfie in which my eye color looks crazy cool.



Spontaneously beckoned for someone to kayak with me to embrace the beautiful day!



AND MY HOMEGIRL KATIE ACCEPTED! (Not from snapchat hahaha)



Rode to and from school for a fun TX Tri strength workout. It stayed bright outside for so long! 🙂



Had to stop and smell the roses stare at the sky on the way home.



Arrived to discover that we FINALLY HAVE A WORKING DISHWASHER!

And then I washed some dishes and now I’m eating roasted sweet potatoes.

Thank you, today! ❤ You rocked.

(You, reading this, rock too!)

The Universe.

I get a letter from the Universe every morning when I wake up. It’s pretty awesome and I’d highly recommend signing up for the email! (Google: Letter from the Universe.)


“There is not one person on the entire planet, Juliana, better prepared to help and love others in all ways and rock their own life path and dreams, than you. All that you’ve been through has created the perfect storm of possibilities for their imminent and inevitable manifestation. 


There’ve been no accidents or mistakes, Juliana, only guts and genius. 


Yeah, guts – 

    The Universe”

on moving.

I was thinking about the title of my blog this morning.

JULIANA MOVES.

When I started this blog, the title was extremely literal. I was actually moving to college, to Austin, from my hometown and my old life and I was excited and thrilled and incredibly nervous. In August 2013, I was leaving a lot of things behind: people, hobbies, places. I was moving away.

On occasion I would think about changing the name because I felt as though it didn’t really make sense anymore. After all, I’ve been in Austin for a while and I probably will be here for sometime more…

However, this morning, I realized how incredibly fitting the title still is!

MOVE·MENT

ˈMO͞OVMƏNT/

NOUN

But out of all the definitions I found, one really caught my eye:

“the progressive development of a poem or story.”

Because isn’t that exactly what this is?

I may be moving physically or to different locations, but most importantly I am moving through life.

And it is not without its hurdles.

I’ve got stories to tell.

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I’ve learned some important lessons in my short 19 years thus far.

Who knows what will come next?

But I will never stop moving. I’ll forever let energy vibrate through me.

Go go go, my friends. Seek out what you’ve always feared.

Move move move.