I like lists. Lists are clean and contained. Lists help organize a complicated world or a head full of tasks and to-dos.
Below is a list containing 16 facts about my year. Its surface neatness belies a certain messiness between the lines. So much happens in 365 days. A year is so full. Yet the person we are on January 1st is not so different than the one on December 31st. Maybe, for a moment, just a little more hopeful, a little more hungry, a little more disciplined. (Strong verbs unlock good writing. If you don’t want to read the whole post, here’s my year in verbs: I scored, took, sipped, started, stood, lived, bid, made, embraced, enjoyed, joined, went, rediscovered, fell, and jumped. Voila)
Hoping for company in this exercise, I enlisted (see what I did there?) some triathlon blogger friends to join me. (Visit Hailey, Christine, Liz, Erin, Caitlin, Laurel, and Elizabeth for their renditions.) Here’s to looking back as we get ready to look forward; here’s to big things, small things, new things, difficult things, and wonder-filled things in 2017.
scored the title I wanted at work
sipped a mimosa on my first business-class upgrade
started getting coached again (by the star team at BRITE coaching)
stood on an Ironman podium for the first time (4th didn’t cut it in Mexico)
lived in two different places (not counting a third at the tail end of 2015…which made for a lot of moving in a calendar year)
bid goodbye to a second grandparent
made new friends
embraced snow sports
enjoyed a cousin become a sister to me and a brother become a friend
joined the team at TaG Cycling
kicked the car habit (thanks to Evo, BC Transit, my honda Jazz and my Masi CX comp)
rediscovered trail running
fell in love with B.C.
jumped in … to oceans and lakes, to races without training, to big conversations, to change, to relationships, to new things.
I have absolutely no idea what 2017 will hold. There are no certainties, only intentions. I hope it will be filled with swimbikerun and satisfying finish lines, live music and mountaintops, good food and drink, rewarding work, laughter, trips, memories and milestones. Here’s to tomorrow! Where an arbitrary rearrangement of numbers symbolizes a fresh start. And that’s good enough for me.