Like a lot of people, each year, I set out some goals. Sometimes I achieve them — like last year, when my goal was to BQ — and sometimes I don’t. But writing them down is the first step. For reference, here are my goals from 2016 and from 2017.
I’ve been giving a lot of thought to what I want out of my running going forward, what I want out of my body, what I want out of my life. Should I try to beat my BQ time from Phoenix? Should I run an epic 50 miler, or even a 100 miler? Should I try to shed 20 lbs and see what my body can do when I’m more runner-size? Should I just give up and get pregnant and resign myself to a life where my body is no longer my own and I am no longer in control and I am no longer the most important person? With these questions in mind, I’ve mapped out my 2018 goals…