And I had the worst year athletically. I set new personal worsts in racing. Or, I didn't race. Many of us have these years after pregnancy or an injury, and that somehow seems acceptable. But just having one bad year out of the blue wasn't acceptable to me. I didn't go down without a fight, but I did go down.
But nothing has changed in my mind. I am going to keep on grinding. I have put some races on the calendar, which will definitely be more embarrassingly slow races, but I am going to race my way back into shape. Part of the struggle of 2017 was my intense loneliness in what is already an individual sport. I am no longer on a team, and I no longer have a master's swim team, my GeneralOWL run group, or my Los Locos racing team. I don't put on a Wattie Ink kit. I am solo- daily. So, I think at this point it is imperative that I race to meet people and stay connected.
But the pathway is still the same. Work hard. Don't quit.
2018:
- Increase my racing
- Transition Isla to school
- Improve work stability
- Paint the inside of my house and get furniture
- Create pathway to APE certification or special education department work
- Pursue something NOT sports related: go to VegFest was one thing I thought to do, but possibly some meditative retreats.
- Find a way to volunteer with animals again
- Pick a good trail race- end of the year- distance TBD
- Get my RRCA coaching certification
That seems like a good start.
Over and out!
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