OK TO WANT WHAT YOU WANT
LEASHING YOUR DEMONS
Exactly two years ago, October 30, crossing the finish line of Ironman 140.6 was the first time in my life that I felt this absolute bliss of freedom. Magic. Like if I grew my very own set of wings. Wings! I was fucking high for days post race. I was fucking high during the 6-month training to get body to the start line. I was fucking high during the race.
I have been searching ever since for other life experiences that give me this sense of magic. I have been craving for more. Wanting for more. Dreaming for more. It is not that I am dissatisfied with my present.
It is knowing what you love and wanting more of that.
DO MORE EPIC SHIT
I stood among the top triathletes in the world and everybody looked incredibly fit, strong, and ready. I judged myself and felt not good enough, an imposter among the top Ironman athletes of the world.
An imposter? But how when I qualified for this race and my Ironman ranking as All World Athlete is silver in my age group.
A FUTURE THAT I LOVE
We are women of all walks of life embodying the sport with our hearts and our souls, while testing the limits of our bodies. We have overcome challenges and adversities, while discovering the depths of our own strength. For many of us, this sport called triathlon has given us confidence, power, freedom, and spirit. For me, what I learn from my training and races overflows into my business and relationships. It has made me stronger both physically and mentally.
YOU ARE A BADASS
I nearly had a meltdown earlier this year - my close friends and husband can confirm. I felt overwhelmed by life. So much to conquer in 2018 and my excuse was that I don’t have time. I had to re-evaluate my career dream. I had to be honest with myself. I had to speak my truth of what I truly wanted.
“I don’t have time. I am to busy.” is my constant excuse for not getting shit done in living an epic life that I love. The truth is that I lack prioritizing, making choices, and being honest with my dreams.
HOW TO MAKE AND KEEP YOUR NEW YEAR’S FITNESS RESOLUTIONS
At age 64, all my mother needed was a boost of confidence to break down her fears by believing in herself. She is scared shitless and I can’t wait to see her cross the finish line and grow her own wings of freedom. This is the start of a new journey for her. A journey of knowing she is a fucking badass and knowing her heart is open and worthy of life and love.
YOUR BULLSHIT IS SABOTAGING YOU
If you had trouble following through with your fitness resolutions in 2017, chances are you are probably going to fuck it up again in 2018. According to research, only one in four people stay consistent with their New Year resolutions throughout the year.
UNLEASH YOUR INNER AHTLETE
Your bullshit is poisoning your dreams in every aspect of your life and you’re not even aware of this. Two weeks ago, my own bullshit was called out in front of a group. I froze for second. Oh shit, what? Then I nodded with a smile and was hell yeah, that’s my fucking bullshit!
Don’t overestimate the importance of unplugging. I am not talking about social media, internet or work disconnection, I am referring to fitness unplug. This is for the athletes, gym rats, and fitness addicts constantly pushing their limits day in and out. Don’t be afraid to choose courage over comfort zone.
Someone recently asked me, if the race is so grueling, why put yourself through all that suffering? No, it was not my mother, she has stopped asking me why.
My answer has always been I enjoy pushing my limits to the edge. There is no bigger sense of accomplishment that overcoming the suffering when you cross the finish line. You feel like your flying. Like if you have wings.
I came into this race with two goals: get one more race before the end of the year and race with JOY.
But fuuuck... the swim was not joyous. It was not fun. It totally fucking sucked. If I chose joy I would have asked to be pulled out like many others were doing. So I quickly had to change my race goal and word.