So a few months ago, I applied for a spot on the 2014 Saucony Hurricanes team. I got an email yesterday notifying me that I hadn't been selected from the 300+ applications, but was wished the best in my future athletic endeavors, and that I continued to "Find Your (My) Strong" and inspire others within in the sport.
Nichole ended up calling yesterday afternoon (guess I haven't sent any training emails lately...whoops!) to get an update on my Hurricane application among other things. I was trying to be optimistic about it; after all, I applied to the team just for kicks and giggles (so if it worked out, AWESOME, and if not, well, it was a stretch), but Nichole immediately went in to 'what can we fix/change/do?!' mode.
And that's when I realized: I have an AMAZING coach.
With my supreme lack of motivation rearing its ugly head time and time again this winter, she's had to don her cheerleader suit and light a fire with a flame thrower. It's all worked out though, and now that the end of winter is in sight, my competitive side is really itching to throw down a couple of good races :)
Besides, if you have a herd of cows, a famous dog, some bad-ass skiiers, and Lauren Fleshman as your homeboy, how can you not be motivated?!? (That's right, I'm member #238 of the official Lauren Fleshman fan club. Her stuff came in the mail when I had bottomed out on the motivation well, so, yeah, she's part of my posse, if only in spirit.)
Life always needs more cowbell!