Last New Year's Eve, I was heavily into a training plan to get me to my first 100 mile race. I was faster, stronger, and so optimistic. Everything was falling into place, and then, well, it wasn't. With only 5 weeks to go before the race, I injured my knee and it made running at all, much less 100 miles, an unattainable goal. But that came and went, and new goals were set, new conversations started. I wasn't mad, or bitter, just disappointed and resigned to the fact that this year, this race was not meant to be. My time on the trails had taught me that you just have to keep moving forward - sometimes in a direction that you never intended to take. So that is what I did - running other races and continuing my pursuit of the 100 (some day). So far so good. I am training again for Umstead, and trying to listen more and worry less. Whatever the outcome, I know it will be the right outcome for me. So goodbye to 2013 with goals unmet. Thank you for teaching me perseverance and bravery. Thank you for not allowing my failures to define me and giving me the opportunity and ability to try again.

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