Goodbye 27…here we go 28!
Yikes! Already sounds frightening but I prefer even numbers over odd so I guess I have that going for me.
27 started off pretty awesome because my parents boought me Normatec Recovery boots for my birthday so my 26 year-old self was anxiously waiting for my birthday presents like my 6 year-old self. I had Chicago marathon around the corner and wanted all the help/recovery I could get so September 26th couldn’t come soon enough.
This year, September 26th can come in slow motion because I am not ready for colder temps. This 90 degree day has actually been the best birthday present!
In addition to kicking off last year’s birthday with some expensive fancy recovery boots, I also had a fabulous trip to Chicago and ran myself a nice and shiny PR. I left Chicago with a medal, a PR and maybe a bit of an ego.
I decided to find a coach and take my training to the next level. So with my non-existent birthday money, I dropped Crossfit and put all my pennies toward someone who would draft up a training plan that ONLY involved running…not my typical style… but I still buckled in for the long road ahead of LOTS of running. I scored a new 5k PR and my excitement of being coached and feeling super badass helped me get through the misery of running everyday and the jealousy felt when my friends talked about the 6am WOD. Deep down, I knew this was not what I wanted but apparently being wise and smart wasn’t packaged up and given to me as a birthday present.
I eventually faced a little knee injury that at first, just bruised my ego and lessened my excitement for this whole ALL I DO IS RUN business but later manifested into a hip injury that left me feeling broke, useless and just plain sad. I struggled a lot in the January/February time period and if you follow my blog/Instagram you probably are ready for me to GET OVER IT.
I try. I think I am. I am 12 days out from Chicago and 40 days out from New York City so I will hit this topic at a later date because right now I am scared of jinxing myself by saying anything!
So I guess you could say that 27 was like riding one of those roller coasters at Six Flags – one that is scary, intense but manageable – when it ends, you look to your friend and say “Oh that wasn’t bad! Actually pretty fun”. That was 27. It was scary and sad during those times when I felt so broken and so defeated.
But I rode it out. I made it to Boston. I made it to Big Sur. I learned some non-running related lessons. I learned how to step back when you feel like you hit rock bottom and change your perspective. Focus on the positive things and not the negative. Focus on what you can do and not what you can’t.
Maybe I didn’t get ‘being wise’ as a 27th birthday present but I think I found it along the way.
I am pretty excited for 28. I have a lot of things on my mind. Things I want to do, things I want to share and things I want to try. Right now my mind is fixated on a podcast and although it sounds crazy, intense and time-consuming…I know myself and I know that when I have a fire burning inside me, I will usually do it.
So here is a Goodbye to 27 and a Hello to 28!
Hello to all the amazing and memorable moments…
…..And hello to all the moments that will have me like…
Things won’t be perfect but you just need to be patient and roll with it! 🙂