The past weekend in Ghent was one of my last chances at hitting the standard for the World Championships and I fell .57 short of the standard. It's a hard thing to swallow. A year of training to come up that short, is a little frustrating. But I'm still very content with my performances this year. I have posted 3x 1:46 which shows consistency in my runs (though I've had a couple really slow), 2nd at the Canadian Championships, and for the first time in my career I put running as a 100% priority in my life. Looking back into previous seasons, running was an important part of my life; one that I made a lot of sacrifices for. But this year was different. I changed coaches mid yr, and moved to a completely different environment where I focused solely on track. Moving to the US forced me not to work, and eliminate much of the daily distractions in my life I didn't know were there.
I'd work out 10-14 times a week; eat, and sleep and do it all over again. I got up to a 70mile week, tried altitude training, and Zero'd my bank account all to chase a dream. And as I near the end of my season, my only regret I have is that I should of moved to the US in January instead of March.
So two races left. One 1500m this weekend and one 800m next weekend. I've got nothing left to lose. My body is breaking down but I think I've got another PB in there somewhere.
My goal is still the Olympics, and this year has brought me within a half second of that dream. I jumped a full second from last year to this one. Lets hope I can do it again.
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