I'm at a point where I can write about this and I need to write about it.
Coach Mike and I broke up in Dec. It was the hardest thing that I've been through in a very long time because he was my best friend. If you have a relationship with your coach that has gone on for years, you know what I'm talking about.
A relationship like that doesn't end without hurt on both sides. Both of us were responsible for that.
That's why I've been blogging, a lot. I don't have that person that I can go to about all my training thoughts or thoughts on business ideas, etc. I have close friends, but I don't want to monopolize the conversation with my inner thoughts of how a run went.
I can live the fact that he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore. I understand that he took the professional break up as a personal attack.
I don't live life with regrets. I can handle rejection. I would regret not reaching out to him. Even though, that means he might not respond or he might respond in attack mode.
Life is WAY too short to harbor anger or hurt. So, when we run into each other at a race or accidentally in training, I'll greet him with open arms and open heart.
Hopefully, he'll do the same.