"The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value. I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress and grow brave by reflection."
At first glance back, some years can seem perfectly flawless. Events play out as anticipated, goals become obnoxiously attainable, and setbacks only fuel the desire to push harder than before. For me, I was lucky enough to have a year like that in 2011 which has left my heart with the odd year itch.-Thomas Paine
2012 wasn't that flawless year for me, instead it was the year that I beat myself into the ground while blindly moving ahead with my foot floored on the gas pedal. Battered and beaten, I've continued moving forward embracing the fact that I'm human. I'm fragile. And that my mistakes will only show me as much as my heart is willing to learn.
The year hosted a few wins,
even more losses with quite a few moments where the strength of my character was tested...most of which I failed miserably,
and plenty of sweet sweet moments that will forever out shadow the glory of any PR, clock time, or split.
It also became the year of rubbing elbows with the elite crowd.
|The ever sweet Deena Kastor|
|The very humble Abdi Adirahman|
|And the legend himself, Mr. Frank Shorter|
Wins, losses, missteps, short-coming...they are all the same at this point.
The past is the past and will only be as valuable as the heart allows.
I may have come up short on countless goals for 2012. Fallen on my face multiple times. Failed. Succeeded. Moved on. And now I'm here, ready to carry on and plow through the next adventures that life has planned. Head held high, heart strong as ever, and little to no expectations.
May my past be the sound of my feet upon the ground.
Time to carry on.