Running with the wind these days as I'm sure most of you are as well.
Just want to drop-in with this gorgeous photo and share that although I didn't beat my arch nemesis in the swim meet, I did swim the fastest that I have since my younger years by a bit. This leaves me in a very comfy, cozy, 3rd place nationally for my age group (age 50-54) in the 50 meter freestyle.
It was my last swim race in this age group.
How times flies.
Kudos to my fast as lightening opponent, who swam her best race as well, just 6/10 of a second off the world record.
She beat me by almost 2 seconds, which in a sprint is a huge amount.
Holy shit, you should have seen her.
Built like a brick house.
19 days with very little sugar and my UTI isn't any better... but I am going to stay the course, recently adding in a probiotic and omega 3s as well.
God I love this quote. Every time I remember it it sets me at ease, especially this time of year when so many of us are in the throes of the holiday season.
I race tomorrow so this has to be quick. A quick post and a quick race.
There is that perfectionism again.
But truthfully, there isn't anything like sprinting 50 meters of freestyle for me. The energy outlay. The life energy. Life force. Blowing all my physical gaskets at once. When I can stay on top of my fear it can be a very powerful thing. Mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
I imagine that some of you can relate to being an athlete but perhaps mastering fear is something everyone can relate to or at least the struggle of it.
The other day I came across this list in things that I've saved. It's a pretty interesting list actually.
The happiness points that ring particularly true for me right now are #1, #2, #3, #8 and #12. Although at different points in life others have been in the top five or probably will be at some point.
Only another chocolate addict will understand what I am talking about. Or perhaps a former smoker, drinker or pot head etc.
It's only the end of day 6 so I will keep you posted :-(
Also this week I am beginning to prepare mentally to swim against my arch nemesis who is coming to Boston for the New England Championships next weekend ( see point #10). We've never raced head-to-head but I guess it's time, which is either thrilling or as scary as hell, depending on the day....