It’s the eve of yet another year, and somehow, I’m right back where I was about a year ago, dumbstruck, and wondering where in the hell all that time went.
All right, that’s a little bit of a lie. I have a pretty good idea of where all that time went.
Quick and Dirty
This past year has been one hell of a ride, to put it simply. When I really contemplate all that it happened, I can’t believe my good fortune to have had so many opportunities, experiences and encounters with amazing people.
I’m one lucky gal.
The quick and dirty summary of my year goes something like the following.
- Kicked off the year with a roadtrip up to Portland (one of many places I’ve toyed with in my quest to find a place to live)
- Ran several PRs on the track for a really special senior season, and received my fourth collegiate All-American to cap it off at nationals in Colorado
- Graduated from college (though didn’t officially walk across the stage…I had a more ‘casual’ graduation. Hanging out in Colorado before nationals sounded like more fun.)
- Found out my name was stamped on an international plane ticket leaving for London, only three weeks before the departure date
- Loved every second of my five week adventure in Europe
- Made it back alive from traveling solo (a serious accomplishment, considering my (lack of) directional skillz)
- Saw my cousin get married in Delaware (think My Big Fat Greek Wedding style…kind of. BIG family)
- Joined the Sacramento Running Association for my first move in post-collegiate running
- Started a full-time internship at TriplePoint PR
- Moved to San Francisco
- Ran my first marathon
…well played, 2012.
Gearing up for Spring
My fall session of training was an enormous learning curve in itself. Competing after college is a whole different game, but the change has been a bit liberating, and exhilarating the whole way through. I’m already itching to be back on a workout schedule. “Easing” back into running has taken some restraint, as I often find myself so immersed in thought that I end up running at a clip I have no business holding in my first couple weeks back on the trails.
With all the mud and fresh air out there, can you really blame me?!
As nice (and necessary) as a break from a long bout of training can be, returning to the grind is pretty awesome too. It’s my outlet, and I always return feeling more balanced, happy and sweaty. (Ha.)
The excitement definitely isn’t lacking as it’s time to start looking at a brand spakin’ new racing schedule. I’m still working out the details with my coach, but just talking about my options for the spring has got me rearing to get back at it.
Taking Deep Breaths
It’s difficult to not come off a year like that and think, “what’s next?” I’m lucky that I’m at an age and in an area of my life to keep dreaming, keep fine-tuning, keep striving to find what really makes me tick.
It definitely hasn’t been my easiest year, but it’s been my fullest.
I’ve never felt so alive.
If I’ve learned one thing this year, it’s to not be afraid to grab life by the cajónes and give whatever crazy notion currently resides in your head a shot. Or to do it anyway, especially if it scares you.
I’ve got a couple resolution-type ideas swirling around in this brain of mine.
How about you?