It’s the end of a decade, but the start of an age: Reflections on 2019

The first half of 2019 was great, running-wise. Until I took it too far.

Ran more than I ever have. I had massages. Did physio. Strength trained. Went to bed early. Worked hard. Ran a few PBs.

But the week before my goal race, my body said ENOUGH.

I made it through the marathon, but since the result, effort and experience wasn’t what I wanted, I had a hard time seeing the positives of the six months I spent working toward that race.

The second half of 2019 was a write-off.

I stopped playing basketball. I didn’t sign up for any races. I gained weight and struggled with my mental health.

Then, the photos of me at Christmas broke my heart.

This isn’t about weight loss or body presentation. But those photos showed how far I’ve fallen since running the Manitoba marathon in June.

I have a big hole to climb out of. My hamstring is still tight as hell. My fitness is shot. I struggle with finding the “why” with too many things.

But I need to start somewhere. So I’m starting here.

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