Western States 100. My training was solid leading up to the race, then dramatically decreased. The decrease was both physical and mental. I was plagued by a few small injuries after Western States, but mostly I suffered from an extreme lack of motivation. I should have been prepared for this. After striving and focusing on Western States for so many years, I should have expected some severe post-race blues. I did expect somewhat of a let-down, but I could not have predicted the severity.
Regardless, I have come through the experience with a sense of gratitude and satisfaction. Running Western States was a dream come true. I have learned though, after these "mountain top" experiences there is only one way to go: down. Much like other aspects of life though, you have to be ready to ride the sinusoidal wave.
Total: 46,396 Miles
Many goals and aspirations can feel empty once accomplished. It certainly does not mean that dreams are not worth pursuit. They most certainly are. What I have found is that we must keep our hearts fixed upon the pursuit of adventure and keep our eyes focused upon the people and things of real, lasting importance. I am thankful for my health and ability to still be doing what I love after all of these years. I am thankful for my friends, family, faith, career, and for the dreams and goals for the future that spur me forward.
My goals for 2020 are far less rigid and structured than most years. Yes I hope to run some races (I'm not sure what; no 100-mile distance this year and no lottery races) and I hope that I still have the capacity for some good results. I may and I may not. I am ok either way. In 2020, I hope to be more kind to myself and others. I hope to strive for better balance as a son, husband, father, race director, optometrist, and citizen in my community.
Happy New Year and here's to a great 2020!