Yup, This is Happening

So it's been about two years since my last post, somewhat embarrassing, I know.   There were many times over the last 24 months that I definitely wanted to taps the keys and let the world know what I was up to.  Unfortunately for  a while, lets just say, I was being restricted by some powers that be.
The shackles have been broken, and my hope is to be blogging regularly once again :-)

Before, 100% of my blogs had been dedicated to workouts, races and well, just track in general.  My attempt this time round will still include the aforementioned, but also some of the creative writing that plagues my mind 15 minutes before I fall asleep.

First though, a quick recap of the last two years before moving on....

2012 - Of course this was the year of the Olympics.  My whole reason for moving to Toronto was coming to fruition and London was my goal.  I ran a couple decent races throughout the season, however none were near the qualifying standard needed to make the team.  It all came down to performing at Trials in Calgary.  Nerves were at the highest I had ever experienced. Haunted by sleepless nights and the inability to eat a solid meal without an instant gag reaction were common place leading up to race day.   When it came down to it, I did what I could and gave it my all, but in the end I came up short.  That summer I enjoyed watching my team and country mates compete at the Games with pride.

Leading into 2013 I wasn't 100% sure what I was going to do. As I competed over season, I kind of  just went through the motions.  Showed up to practice, went to meets, rested and hydrated.  Just did the things needed to be an athlete.  There was never really a drive to perform or do well, but it was more so just doing what I knew.

As the season came to an end, I knew I needed a change.  Too many races were followed my nights full of tears and confusion.  I knew I still wanted to run, but most of all I knew I wasn't happy.  At one point quitting seemed like the only option.  After talking in through with my mom though, I knew that was no the answer.  She suggested ways to still make things work, and still run but most of all be happy once again.

After a lot of praying, meeting with coaches and talking things over with friends and team mates I knew what I needed to do.  I said goodbye to my old training partners and embraced the idea of working with a new coach and group.

I am now six months in with my new environment.  It took some getting use to at first. Working with a new program, new people and new facilities, but so far things have been good.  I was blessed with a couple personal bests in the indoor season and I am now preparing for outdoors.

Most people like to end with an insightful quote that keeps you thinking all day, but that's not my style.
So until next time, which hopefully isn't in two years, take it easy :-)