Thoughts on a winter evening

Maybe it's because I've been working towards this goal for so long, giving it more committment than I've shown school in a very long time, but now that I've been accepted to my first two choices, I almost feel like it's not enough. I can do more, it should have been harder...as if perhaps I think that because I got in, it can't really be that tough. It's too bad, I was so convinced for weeks, well months, that my chances of getting into school for physical therapy were slim after my random career path and when I got my first acceptance, and then my acceptance to my first choice, I don't remember the last time I've felt so ecstatic. Maybe it's the letdown that comes after every event we look forward to and work towards--all that and now it's over, so what do I focus on now? I know, I know, this half iron I signed up for. I guess I need a few days to wrap my mind around yet one more change in my life, even though this is a change I actually wanted. I guess I've finally become settled into a life, for the first time in years, and it's good. But I knew it was temporary. And it's not over yet, but I feel myself wanting to dig my heels in and slow time down, hold on to this winter for as long as possible. And yet at the end of it comes my own place again, and a life in Boston near so many of my greatest friends. I guess this is just me being contemplative, and perhaps a bit overanalytical...as usual. I need to refocus those energies into training as I seem to have lost a bit of momentum in the wake of my acceptance letters. After all those months of living in suspense, I'm exhausted...

It's official, part 2

As of yesterday, I've been accepted to my first choice program for PT and it looks like I'm moving to Boston at the end of May! Luckily my half iron is the day before school starts...nothing like a strong first impression :)

It's Official...

I can't believe how long it's been since my last post. I think this blog is turning out to be a bit like writing in my journal, a really good idea but one that just never seems to get played out. But I wanted to post a couple of big changes since my last post, a month filled with turning 30, snowstorms, snowshoeing, skiing, more snowstorms, and starting my spring semester. I have been accepted to two out of six of my grad schools thus far so I will officially be going to school for physical therapy. I'll post on the topic again when I've determined where exactly I'll be, a moment I'm anxious, excited, and scared to death for. But in other news, more in the lines of why I started this blog in the first place, I've signed up for my first half ironman triathlon. Gulp... Still not sure about this, but I hate to waste money so I'm committed, barring any injury or other major setback. I'll be competing in the Mooseman Tri here in New Hampshire, about 1/2 hour away in Bristol. The race date is Sunday June 8, a date that isn't as far away as I might hope considering the feet of snow that need to go away before then to allow me to train somewhere other than a treadmill and stationary bike. And not nearly enough time to allow the water to rise much above freezing. Wetsuits anyone? But with this race, I'll have it and my training behind me before I dive into gross anatomy this summer and I'll be able to focus 100% on school and settling into either Boston or Portland. So I've started my pretraining, the very gracious allowance that my coaches made to my laziness over the holidays. I've been feeling strong though, considering I've gone from 0-60 so to speak, and in addition to my swim, bike, run, weight training, I'm also squeezing in skiing, snowshoeing, and kung fu lessons. I'm tired, but feeling stronger already and am hopeful that I can not only stick to my training plan, but dominate in the race. Wish me luck!