Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Best of me

I've had a change of perspective this week. Or maybe it was more of a reality check.

The first thing that happened was that I woke up on Saturday and Sunday. I was the only one up. This is normal. I get up and have breakfast and do my training.

I don't know why it hit me, but I suddenly realized how much time I am going to have starting at the end of May. Being a triathlete, I can't really think of anything better than having time to train.

I got really excited. There's a little bit of a challenge but a good one to have. Until I start training for my 70.3, I'm going to have time on my hands. I don't know what to do with it.

Of course, we are moving. That in itself will be a lot of fun, decorating a new home. I enjoy that type of thing. It will take time too.

The next thing, and this is so silly. I realized that I was out of almost all of my supplements: drinks, GU's, recovery shakes. I was almost completely out. I went online and bought everything I needed (since most of it, I can't buy in stores). That stuff really adds up.

I don't know why, but it felt so HUGE, like I was really making a commitment to this year. I have the time. I have the resources. I most definitely have the drive to succeed. I have an incredibly supportive and tolerate husband. He doesn't go to my races, and more than likely won't be at my 70.3. That's ok by me.  He is supportive in the ways that are really important. I have some great friends that will be at most of my races. I think that's why the song "Best of You" popped into my head when I was training the other day.

My Coach is getting my best. This is the first time in my life that I can truly give my best. Every year, I give my best given the situation. This is ME, having time and resources to train. HOLY SH*T. I've never had that before.

This makes me laugh just thinking about it, but I felt so empowered.

I took this newly found empowerment to another level. I went on to Twitter and deactivated my account. How and why does this matter?

My thinking is that if people/friends want to know what's going on in my life, they should pick up the phone and call me or email me. Facebook is different because I've taken almost everyone out of my feed and set up my lists. Twitter doesn't allow that. I needed more than just "protecting my tweets". I needed to break the habit of mindlessly checking the feed to see 144 characters of nonsense from people I don't even know. The people that know me....they know how to reach me.

So, I did it. I shut down my account. At some point, I will log back on only so I don't lose my account. Or maybe I won't.

Believe it or not, there's more. I won't go into all of it. There was a lot of  "letting go" of things.

I guess that's all. I really didn't have anything to say.