A couple of years back, in 2015, my race schedule was jam-packed. I ran 14 races total for the year: 4 half-marathons, 5 5Ks, 2 10-milers, a 20K, and 2 marathons. There was a couple of reasons why I got so involved in running all those races. The year earlier, in 2014, I only ran 5 races total because at the time, I didn’t live in a place where there were races in cute little towns or around tourist sites almost every weekend, and certainly only a couple of them I considered to be “bucket list races.” Once I moved back to DC, starting in 2015, I was almost always at a race because I was working a job that allowed me the means to register for more than a few here or there, plus I’d been making some strides in my running (ha ha) and I wanted to put myself to the test. Continue reading “Building a Race Schedule That Won’t Burn You Out”
Happy 2017 everyone! I’m back after a couple of weeks away from blogging to spend time with my family in Nebraska and enjoy a few days of much-needed hibernation and relaxation. I hope you all had a warm and merry holiday season, and thanks for sticking with me all this time.
When it comes to the holidays, I’m the kind of person who likes to look ahead as much as I look behind me. At the holiday seasons, I always think about where I was in life at Christmas last year, 2 years ago, 5, or 10 years ago. I like to wonder where I will be, who I will be, who I will be with next year, 2 years later, 5, or 10 years down the line.
At the end of 2015, I felt like the roller coaster of life events I’d been on since 2013 was finally over and things had sort of come full circle. It wasn’t perfect, but I loved the imperfection of it because I felt secure in it. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but I had faith that things would be okay and work out because I had already gone through some dark, empty days that felt hard for no reason at all. I was ready for a hard but meaningful and fulfilling journey that I wouldn’t trade for the world because I made the choice to stick with it no matter what, and I loved that choice.
A year later, Christmas 2016, none of the things I ended 2015 with and felt safe about exist anymore and I find myself staring down a dark, gray road surrounded by void. Continue reading “365 Resolutions for 2017”