What I mean to say, is that I've finally crawled out from underneath the rock where I was hiding.
I wish that I had some really great excuses for my online absence. I mean, wish I could sit here and say: Man, I am so freakin' fit; I've been training so damn hard that I just didn't have time to sit down and blog. Hell, why would I sit? I've been too busy being an athlete.
Finally some green on the trees and my bike racked up on the car and ready for the first outdoor ride of the season! |
Blue sky and steep hill...yep, I just have to keep running up and down this and I'll get some fitness back! |
Now that I'm out from underneath that rock, I've had to break up with my cycling coach ("it's not you, it's me..."), and recommit to running. And, you know what? I'm totally happy.
I'm happy to reconnect with running, to have those moments out there under the blue sky when I feel the ground beneath my feet and get to turn inwards in my head and meditate while I run. I'm happy to feel like I can just throw a pair of shoes in my suitcase whenever I'm travelling (which I still seem to do too much of), and not be a failure for being off the bike. And more than all that, I'm happy to gain a sense of much-needed perspective: Sport will always be there for me and with me, in the long haul, for the rest of my life. So whether I'm super fit right now or not (not as it happens), what is more important is that I don't lose perspective.
Life is busy. Life is crazy. Life is exciting. And so if I don't end up being a super fit bike racer or a super fast runner, does that mean I'm a failure? Hell no!
The jokers at the bike shop where Coach Woods works put this up. I'm just worried that Coach Woods is gonna be the one to break up with me one of these days! |
So what can I promise now...well, I can promise that I'll log on more regularly to blog about things that are going on in my head; I will write about my running, and if I get out there on my bike, I'll probably write about that; in 3 weeks I'll be relocating to Kuala Lumpur, so there'll probably be a whole lot about my new Southeast Asian life, where I will be reunited with Nomi, my friend, co-runner, and former co-blogger; and I can (almost) promise that I won't crawl back under that rock.
Life isn't a nice, neat narrative with a beginning-middle-end like a well-crafted story. It's messy, full of unpredictable ups and downs, and in blogging, I may just capture some of that messiness, so long as I don't try too hard to narrativize my life and give myself some kinda happy ending!
Over and out,
Joy
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