2012 was sneaky and real. But real is good. I was required to look very carefully at myself, my goals and my direction, and I was forced to work hard - really really hard - for what I wanted and believed in. Most importantly, as circumstances would have it, I was also obliged to take a big, long break when all my head wanted to do was keep moving. It's quite amazing what you discover when you slow down a little.
The year was an interesting journey, to say the least. If defined by race results alone, 2012 would categorically be summarized as thumbs-down. But luckily, aside from the racing and training, there was everything that happened in between.
The everything-in-between was sometimes inspiring, sometimes frustrating. But I chose it and I lived it. For real.
I reached. I stretched. I suffered. I dreamed. I grew.
Most importantly, I discovered something pretty amazing, which is that everything works itself out. At 11:59 pm on December 31, 2012, I was in precisely the exact place I wanted to be at that moment. And, even more powerful, I possessed the knowledge that I get to live the life of my dreams, every single day. I am pretty damned lucky, and pretty damned appreciative.
To be fair, it matters not to me that it is a new year. Like 2012 and all the years that preceded it, I have no silly resolutions that start on January 1 and randomly end sometime in mid-spring. You won't find me making empty promises.
Yesterday, I put on my runners and went for a run on the seawall. An amazing, sunshiny, gloriously pain-free run (that ended with a soy chai latte, of course!) After six weeks of forced inactivity (well, relative to my usual), running (even slowly) is pure pleasure. In my happy place of sweat and breath and moving forward, I did not spend much time at all dwelling on the year that was. I did, however, get to blissfully daydream about everything I am going to do this day, this year and in the future.
Reach past fear.
Travel ridiculous distances on my own steam.
Chase start lines relentlessly.
Give beyond reason.
Dream without limit.
The life of my dreams is a pretty fabulous one, isn't it?
Hello 2013. I'm ready for whatever you have in store.
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