Are You Living the Best Version of Yourself?

It’s a question that sounds simple, but if I’m honest, it’s one I’ve answered very differently at different stages of my life.

There have been times when I was living the best version of myself — strong, clear, energised, aligned. And there have been other times when I wasn’t.

Times when life got busy, heavy, distracting. Times when I told myself I was “fine”… even when my body was quietly disagreeing.

As Mac and I prepare to move onto the boat, that question has become impossible to ignore.

Right now, I know I’m not living the best version of myself.

Over the past few years, I’ve gained around 20kg. Not suddenly — it crept on, slowly and politely, until one day it was just… there. I don’t exercise like I used to. I don’t sleep as well. I don’t eat as well as I know I can. My body aches more than it used to, and recovery takes longer than I want to admit.

And yet — here’s the strange part — I am incredibly fortunate.

Genetically, I’m blessed. I’ve had blood tests, hormone checks, cancer screenings. Everything is clear. My blood pressure is a little high, but not enough to need medication. On paper, I’m healthy.

But I also know this truth: if I keep going the way I have been, that luck will eventually run out.

I don’t see myself as a bad eater. I don’t drink fizzy drinks. I eat well most of the time. But what I got away with in my 30s and 40s is far less forgiving post‑menopause — which, by the way, I sailed through so quietly I barely noticed.

Mac might disagree.

He thinks I’m a little more “emotional” these days.

I, of course, think I’m completely fine. 😄

But humour aside, this season of life is asking more honesty from me.

Living on a boat doesn’t allow for autopilot. It requires strength, balance, flexibility, stamina — physically and mentally. The ocean doesn’t care about excuses, and neither does my body.

So… what do I do about it?

I start.

I eat better. I move more. I sleep properly. I listen to my body instead of negotiating with it.

Not to punish myself. Not to chase some unrealistic version of who I used to be.

But to become the best version of who I can be now.

This isn’t about perfection. It’s about alignment. It’s about respect. It’s about choosing the life I say I want — and living in a way that supports it.

And today feels like a good day to start.

Not tomorrow. Not “once we’re settled on the boat.”

Today.

Because maybe living your best life doesn’t begin with a dramatic overhaul.

Maybe it begins with one honest question… and the courage to answer it.

Are you living your best life?