I need to make a declaration.
But first, let me explain. I think way too much. As much as I try to shut down this locomotive, it still pushes forward endlessly, trouncing over obstacles, day and night, until finally it reaches some imagined endpoint and squeals metal on metal to a painful stop.
Except this locomotive of mine never seems to stop.
So I have to guide it, cajole it, patronize it. I feed it with new ideas, and I eventually make concrete the progress, or lack thereof, of its spinning in the form of action. Frequently the action lands here, allowing definiteness for me and transparency for you.
I've been thinking a lot about this race season, trying to separate dream from goal. It's harder than I imagined. I mean, hell, I can picture myself cruising past the Normanator in the lava fields, then galloping along for a 2:30 marathon to take the podium with my kids all cheering by my side. But we'll let that be next year's goal, this year's dream...
But I don't want to cut myself short either. I'd rather aim high and land short than aim low and hit the bullseye.
That being said, there's not a chance in hell that I won't reach my goal. It just ain't gonna happen...
Now, back to my declaration. My first race goal of the season: IM Wisconsin - sub 11:30. This one's going to burn!!
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