Sometimes its not about the plan, its about the intention. My intention with blogging is to become a consistent, vocal content creator. I want this blog to be the staging point for my vlog. Or specifically, my athletic career and personality. I am at a crossroads as an athlete. I think to myself that my rugby career could be over for the most part. I can still compete in the Rugby 10s Championship, Club 7s, Aspen, etc. The crossroads is whether I am an international competitor, or if that dream and commitment is over. I don’t know. I am 37. I am sore. I have more work responsibilities.
I also ask myself, what is the minimum I need to train now to be an olympian in 2024. And to make it more simple, how close is that minimum to the lifetime lifestyle I want to live as an athlete. Because right now I am a coffeehound desk jockey. I work remote for Seattle Compassion Services. Remote may not be the best term. I have a home office and I mostly work at cafes. Being an executive director with one employee has its flexibilities. Sometimes I miss the routine of military life. The structure and physical manifestation.
If we are to not be too troubled and look at the minimum. We start today. There are 405 days 7 hours and 47 minutes until the Opening Ceremony. 40 days and a year. 40 days of purification and boundaries. 40 days to establish something, with this blog, with this body, with this one life. Amen.