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A renewed spirit–a new (13 week!) challenge

Post By: Veronica


At one point or another, we all have to “shed” some part of ourselves.  We grow up.  We change.  Which is more than acceptable–it is vital, in order to grow as a person.  But sometimes, we try to shed things that have become a part of our identity.  And trying to let it go, can prove futile.

I have spent a significant part of my life in the gym.  Having grown up with seven older siblings, many of whom were very talented athletes, I was eager to “show what I could do.”  Starting in second grade, I went from one sport to the next as each of the seasons changed–basketball, volleyball, softball and track and field. One after the other, after the other.  Needless to say, it didn’t take long before my identity, not only how I defined myself but also how others defined me, was wrapped around this very aspect of my life.  Which was great–until it became time to “shed” that part of myself.

After three years of playing collegiate volleyball, I made a very difficult decision to hang up my athletic shoes.  Mentally, physically, and emotionally I was exhausted.  And as liberating as that decision was, I quickly realized that I not only said goodbye to the gym, I said goodbye to a really big part of myself.

Today, three years later, I’ve still struggled to fill that void.  Sure, I’ve enjoyed pursuing new interests–I can certainly hold my own in the kitchen and I’m getting better every time we hit the slopes–but few things have genuinely sparked a fire in my spirit.  Why?  Because although I was ready to hang up the volleyball shoes and desperately needed to find ways to define myself outside of that realm–I was not ready to shed my natural athletic nature or competitive drive.  Rather than refocus my energy into a new, challenging endeavor, I pushed it all away.

About a month ago I found myself on a mission to re-channel my inner athlete.  Find a new passion, a new goal and a renewed desire to push the limits of my mind and body.  What that looked like, I wasn’t sure, but it started with a gym membership hoping to fall in love with a Zumba or Yoga class.  What I found, was a poster.  ”Sign up today for a 13 week Triathlon Clinic!”  it said.  And so Jake and I made the split-moment decision and signed up.  The thought is actually kind of funny–you should see me try to swim!  But for the first time in three years I am excited!  I have a goal.  And the need to “shed” that part of my life, of my identity, is gone.

That 13-week journey starts today. Wish me luck!

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