Last week kicked me in the ass. Hard. One of my best friends and I parted ways, and it took a really big toll on me. I wish I could say it didn't really hurt but I'm only human.
The week started great with a run reminiscent of my best training days last year. It was one of those runs where you feel like you are floating. Everything clicked and I was riding that endorphin high for days. I thought that run meant I was going to have a great training week but instead life happened.
To be honest I wish I could just erase last week. Since losing my dad back in December I have done whatever possible to keep myself happy and positive about the future. This past week I spent almost three full days crying and feeling sorry for myself. I'm not going to say that I can just flip a switch and go back to being happy with such a major life change but I'm certainly not going to sit around being upset. I took a few days to be grieve and be sad but now I want to move on.
The past few months have given me so much perspective about life. I had planned on making 2014 the year of the triathlon. I was going to 100% commit to my races. I was going to train all the time and go after some major goals. Although not too much has changed, triathlon isn't my life. In the past I have given up opportunities to see friends or family for training. Now I'm having a hard time putting training first. And to be honest, I'm okay with that.
Sometimes it's easy to get caught up in the monotony of life. To have this unconscious idea that we are immortal. I used to turn down opportunities because "there would be other parties." I am still prioritizing my training but I am also realizing that what really matters in life is the people we share it with. So for now I am trying to find a balance between training and school and life because ultimately what matters most is being happy. If that means I don't PR at the Columbia Triathlon I am okay with that.
Have a good week everyone!