A huge part of life is having hopes and dreams right? Without these, we would just live life, seamlessly going through the motions day in and day out. What would we have to work for or even look forward to in the future? Not much. So what gets us to our hopes and dreams? Because they sure as hell don’t just walk up and knock on our door, when life deems us “ready.” At least that has yet to happen in my life, but I will let you know if it does. What actually makes us able to achieve our aspirations is hard-work and goal setting.
Now, having been a horse rider since the young age of 5, I can honestly tell you that nearly ALL of my hopes and dreams have revolved around the equestrian world. What levels I had hoped to reach in competition, what areas of the world I would travel to for shows, what my dream barn would look like when I had the money to own one for myself, etc. However, in March of this year, I decided to sell my horse. I had come to realize that I was a little out of touch with where I currently was in my life. Coming up on my senior year of college, I needed to shift my priorities from my long time sport of choice (which realistically would not be my profession, despite how much I could hope) to where I would go next. I wanted to focus on finishing school strong, and working on myself for the first time in a long time. It was a hard decision, that did not happen over night, but a much-needed one at that.
Needless to say, it has been an adjustment. Recently, I have not been able to shake the feeling that something is missing. It may seem obvious, that HELLO?!? The thing missing is the 1000 pound animal you are used to taking care of everyday and competing on regularly. That’s not the case, however. I have still made time to visit the barn and even ride horses for several friends of mine upon occasion. The thing that I have been lacking is new goals and a new direction to point myself in. It may seem silly, but it’s true. The past several months, I have been sulking in this perpetual state of post-horse grievance. And up until this point, I have justified my feelings by saying, it’s okay to do nothing now, you just sold your horse. You’re still in the moving on process. The problem is, I haven’t actually taken any steps to move on and find a new area to set goals for myself (aside from staying on course to my intended graduation date of May 2014, of course.)
So I decided I should start. I wanted to have something that would allow me to challenge myself but not require immense responsibilty and still allow me to focus on me. What better way to do that than by lacing up the sneakers and getting back in my running game. I used to be really into it, even did several 1/2 marathons. I remember enjoying the alone time and the long morning runs that would let me start my day with a clear mind. So that’s where I’m starting.
Knowing myself a little too well, I figured that simply saying that I will try and run three or four times a week might not be enough to get me out on the pavement. I needed a goal, something to work for… so I decided to sign up for the full marathon for the Derby Festival in April. That’s right… six months to prepare myself for the 26.2 mile trek.
It’s a bold choice, I know. But, that’s how I roll. I’m excited for the challenge… no matter how in over my head I may be.
So there you have it. Hopefully this has got you thinking about what you’re working for. And if not, maybe I have inspired you to set some new goals for yourself… one can only hope.