A couple of weeks ago, I completed my second indoor sprint triathlon.
300m lap swim- this is actually only 6 down and backs in our local Wellness Center’s pool. 78 laps done in the previous weeks before I completely fried my hair with the chlorine and purchased a swim cap. Pink swim goggles and my navy one-piece- I felt pretty official! I managed to cut 1.5 minutes off my previous race time in swimming.
2mile run- Running is my jam. I like to get into a rhythm and just go for miles. However… sprinting is NOT my jam. Nerve pain and numbness in my leg plagued me most of the winter. My mileage was dialed way back. I didn’t expect the time to be good. Vomit was close to erupting, but I beat my previous two mile triathlon sprint by about 20seconds.
12mile bike- After the fall sprint tri, the organizer decided to add 4 miles to the challenge. My spinning seat wasn’t set correctly… my fault. Shredded legs and a little rub discomfort. About 2:10/mile.
Overall, I took 3rd female. I thought I would feel proud of my physical accomplishment.
Upon reflection, all I felt was humbled. Two days before this, I laid in the tube for two and a half hours. My annual MRI: brain and thoracic spine, with and without contrast- a yearly peek into my neurological system.
All stable. Nothing new. I’d have loved to hear that my lesions miraculously healed themselves. Same white dots in the same spots.
Randomly, I’ll have weird nerve and muscle symptoms. For years, I thought everybody did. Apparently not. MS does odd things.
Have you ever considered how fortunate you are to have working legs, fingers that feel, and a spine that doesn’t “buzz?” This isn’t for sympathy. These truly were not situations that I’d considered prior to about four years ago.
Humbled to be able to swim. Amazed at running. Grateful for biking.
Self improvement season. We are a couple of days out. Sitting on the cusp of when people will pledge to themselves to eat healthier, exercise, change spending habits or make another life change for the better.
Perhaps it will be to add in more reading or quality time with friends and family?
Why do we wait until self improvement season to set these goals? The new year. A fresh start. Flipping the page on the wall calendar.
Marketing people love this time of year. When better to push a new product or equipment on us? There’s no better time to remind us that we have flaws.
It is unlikely that I will be bucking this trend. I set goals as well. Goals are useful when kept in perspective.
I know I want to be more efficient and intentional with the end goal of being able to freely flow in my non-work time.
My parenting fuse is too short with my 7yr old… I’m a work-in-progress to expand my sense of humor and patience. *sigh* Boys are so LOUD!
Running half marathon #4 or dipping my toes in the water with another sprint or longer triathlon. Plans to train will have to wait until after my annual MRI in February. (aka – what is going on with my right hip and leg?)
Finish the sort and purge leftovers from doing the remodel last year. Our extras could be someone else’s treasures!
Laugh more. Smile more. Play more.
A dear and wise friend texted me yesterday with her one word resolution for 2018. After a particularly hard year of burying family members and friends, she is seeking to again find JOY.
To encapsulate all of one’s goals for a year into one word is a challenge. I started this entry four hours ago.
After much deliberation (drum roll….. da da da da da da da…..) the mindset to ENJOY. Is it all going to be good? Definitely not. I’ll likely have to move my mind around a little bit to make it happen, but L.M. Montgomery says it best:
With best wishes and kind intentions for a healthy and safe start to your new year, much love — Jen