I Miss Who I Used to Be
There was a time when you couldn’t catch me unless you had a bike, a pair of running shoes, or a swim cap on. I was fast and bursting with energy. I was doing several Ironman races a year, always in motion, always chasing the next adventure. You could find me out training at the crack of dawn, my schedule filled with swims, long runs, and bike rides that would make most people need a nap just thinking about them. I was an adventure superstar, and I loved every minute of it. But that was then. And now…well, now is a bit different. It hasn’t been easy coming to terms with the fact that I’m not the same person I used to be. For a while, I fought it. I tried to keep up with my old routines, pushing my body to do what it used to do without any complaints. But reality has a funny way of catching up with you—especially when you’re in the middle of a run and your body suddenly reminds you that it's not 25, hell, 35! anymore. I'm 20+ pounds heavier, my muscles are weaker, my energy i
