Wow. It’s been a while. Like, a whole summer of training while. I’m clearly bad at posting when exciting things are not happening. I guess this is what happens when your best friend moves to a different state and your other friends are stuck in class all week while you’re stuck at work. YAY FOR ADULTHOOD. Okay, quasi-adulthood…my mom still pays my phone bill and I’m still incapable of killing bugs in my apartment. Shout-out to graduate school for allowing me to hold off the real world for at least another 2 years. Anyway, while I’ve been absent from posting, there have been a few significant changes in my life as a runner.
I’m a fourth year now. That’s so weird. I’m literally the oldest person on the team (besides Anne who has me by 5 months…) and that’s something I’m really not used to. We’ve got a whole bunch of newbies too and they’re pretty good. Our entire team dynamic has shifted and it’s taking me a while to adjust to this new feeling and these new people who are so foreign to me. These new girls are more talented than any other incoming class we’ve had since I’ve been at UC and that’s both terrifying and totally amazing. It’s confidence shaking and leadership building. It’s new and different and I’m learning to embrace the challenge.
We finally have a permanent assistant coach now and she’s a female. This is the best thing that has ever happened to our team and me as a runner. She’s easy to talk to, fun to joke with, and a fantastic running partner. Basically Lara, you’re the bomb.com. Thanks for being a great coach and thanks for believing in me.
I have steep(le) goals this year. I want to break records. I want to win big meets. I want to turn heads. I want people to say “damn…” when they watch me run. Over the past couple of months, I’ve often found myself laying in bed awake at night just picturing races that are still many months away, if at all. I revel in it though. It’s what makes all of the early mornings, sore muscles, and complete lack of a social life worth it. As I begin my penultimate year as a UC athlete, I can’t help but feel nostalgic of all the years that have led me to this point. Basketball, injuries, illnesses, and so many other things have stood in my way but I wouldn’t change a single thing about my journey to this point. It’s been a crazy bumpy ride and I can’t wait to see what’s around the corner. Fingers crossed that it’s good.