Looking Back to Look Ahead: On Turning 39 in 2014

2014…

The year I ran Boston.

The year I ran Boston while taking over Fitness Magazine’s instagram feed.

The year I ran the LA Marathon.

The year I ran Chicago (again).

The year I set zero PR’s.

The year that when December came around all I could remember were my Race Pace Runner’s PR’s while my once ginormous personal goal of qualifying and running Boston  felt like a thing of the distant past or a part of the person I use to be.  Now, I’m more invested in other people’s running goals than I am in my own.

I turn 39 in a few days and the memory and desires of running Boston are quickly fading along with the desires to prove anything to myself or to anyone else.

I want this 39th year of mine to count and to be full of purpose.

I want to run fast. I want to run free.

I want to run without the demons of my past catching up to me.

I want to let go of the childish and meaningless thoughts that have negatively affected me for 39 years and let them fall to the side. I want to run so fast and so far that they can’t keep up.

I want to set new goals. New business goals. New life goals. New be a better human goals.

I want to fully embrace the me that I’ve become and the me I want to be.

I want to carpe diem like it’s 1989 and I’m an extra in Dead Poets Society.