When I was in my early twenties, I used to be fond of saying, "You'd better get to know your basement before it finds you." As with pretty much all my beliefs of that epoch, they encompassed an ignorant (yet innocent) naivety that was sometimes peppered with actual truths.
I wrote a letter to myself when I turned 21 to be opened by myself when I turned 31. For ten years I lost and then refound the sealed letter enclosed in an envelope with a unicorn on it. (When I was in grade 5, I wrote a book report and argued the existence of unicorns using Einstein's quote: "Anything is possible, if only you believe." Yeah, I know -- I still have that dorkiness! Hahahahaha!) When I turned 31, I was really excited to read my letter -- I had completely forgotten its contents.
I waited until just before I went to bed...It was funny, I had put a personalized sticker "Julie" with a rainbow, to seal the envelope shut. Hahahahaha!! It was pretty emotional reading the letter. I found myself becoming nostalgic for the younger me -- 10 years had changed me so much, and I felt an almost sisterly fondess for this younger version of me that was reaching out through time.
I clearly remember sitting down to write the letter, and for a moment, time had no meaning -- I was connected and connecting to myself. :) :) :) I was surprised at some of the pearls of wisdom and advice this cheeky 21 year old was giving to me -- surprised because in some ways she seemed much more wise than I was. I had forgotten lessons I had already learned and it was like a breath of fresh air to be reminded...
Of course, the younger me made some really, really dumb pronouncements too -- Like the time I was in Grade 5 and argued with the teacher that the sun was not the closest star to earth....I was so stubborn -- Mr. H valiantly tried to make me see the light (LOL!) but it wasn't until later that evening I finally figured it out.
Or the time I was 19 and I was talking with a girlfriend about how Van Gogh cut off his ear... I said, "What's the big deal? It grew back didn't it?" Eeeeep.
In this roundabout fashion, I'm getting to news of training. I thought I'd learned what it feels like to scrape the bottom of the barrel through IM training and racing -- but oh no!!! I reached an all-time low on Sunday!
I decided to run up and down this hill for my long run. I usually only do this hill for my 1 hour run, but thought -- what the heck! Time to really push it!
You can see where this is going right? LOL!!
The first two hills were fine -- that is what I normally do. During the third I noticed I was getting a little weaker and oh MY GAWD, by the time the fourth one came around I took a brief sojourn to another planet and was momentarily possessed by my otherworldly twin.
On the way up the hill, I stopped 6 or 7 times and scooped up snow and sucked on it. Hahahahahaha!! I HAVE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE!! LOL!!! I was hurting, and I think my body was resorting to desperate measures to keep me moving forward by focusing on something else. I think? LMAO!!!!!
Finally, it was time to turn around, and it was as I was sproinging downhill, I came back to myself. Everything appeared really bright too.
Hahahahahahahaha!! I can just imagine the comments from this post -- you all have so much material to choose from! LOL!!!!