It’s been a week since US XC – a week to forget, mourn, cry, and analyze what the hell happened in St. Louis. Coach Bradley gave me the past 6 days off to recover and repair my broken heart before beginning the next segment of training. Off time makes me restless; there’s too much time to swim in my own destructive thoughts.
Thankfully, a long time ago, my mom told me I could do anything I put my mind to. So, when running doesn’t make me happy or I need an escape from one dimensionality I attempt something completely new, get overly into it, and spend completely bizarre hours of the day awake working on it. For the 5 months I was out in 2011 it was extreme couponing, this past summer it was baking. My current obsession? HGTV extreme makeover of my apartment. I paint in the bathroom, tuft in the living room, keep all my supplies on the porch, and already have a spot in my bedroom picked out for some Craigslist furniture with ‘hidden potential’.
It’s important for me to have hobbies, to be a complete person, and take mental breaks from running so I stay in love with it. And, it’s important for me to thank my momma for giving me the world, love ya!