Showing posts from July, 2010

24 for 24

With my 24th birthday quickly approaching in a couple of days, I decided to make a list of things I'd like to accomplish in the next 24 years... I am open to suggestions too :)

1) Ride a cruiser bike with a bell and basket across the country, stopping at all the touristy locations
2) Teach English in another country
3) Run with the bulls in Pamplona
4) Bike the Tour de France route (taking my time to stop and smell the flowers of course!)
5) Compete in the Olympics
6) Complete an ultra-marathon
7) Learn how to ski and snowboard (I do live in Colorado after all!)
8) Save up enough money so I can buy bikes for kids who live in poverty and can't afford one... socioeconomic status shouldn't determine whether or not you can participate in any given sport, more specifically triathlon and cycling.
9) Become a piano teacher
10) Get one of my stories published
11) If #10 works out, become a full-time writer
12) Achieve something that my under 24 self thought was impossible
13) Become a certifi…

What I Know For Sure...Now

It’s not about the cards that you’re dealt, but how you play the hand – This saying from Randy Pausch’s book The Last Lecture obviously applies to many life situations, but for now I’m going to focus solely on how it relates to my life. When you’re dealing with pain, you’d think that your initial response would be to respond to the little red flag with rest and rehab. Unfortunately, the little voice inside of most athlete’s heads is a stubborn one – one that whispers thoughts of super human capabilities and says that to rest/pull out of a race is weakness, especially after traveling all the way to the race site.

When I was having trouble running the day before my past race in Iowa, I should have listened to my body and pulled the plug on racing the following day, knowing I wouldn’t be able to give my usual 110% effort. This thought never crossed my mind. Instead, I spent the rest of the day plotting how I would get through the race and thought “I’m as fit as I’ve ever been, I can push…