I haven't posted in forever... and that's because I've taken almost an entire year off from running. Actually I think it is almost over a year... anyway, the time has passed and I've been lucky enough to enjoy the time away from training and reflect on a lot of different things - and I think that it is time that this blog molds itself into something beyond just marathon training.
Running has always been something that's difficult for me - it is a challenge. It is HARD. oh, and it HURTS. Something that I am NOT great at - I will never be the fastest person, I will never win races -- and that's okay. It isn't about being the fastest, it is about accomplishing your goal. This has taken me a LONG time to recognize, but it still doesn't make each time I run easy.
I just reread through all these posts and in one of the very first ones that I wrote, I said that one of the reasons why I wanted to try for a marathon (er, now three) was because running ISNT something that comes naturally to me, like swimming did.
But with all that said, I think that I am going to try to train for the Paris marathon in April. My friend Heather made a goal to finish a marathon before her 40th birthday and asked me to train with her. As of now I am going to do it with her, so we will see. My parents are over the moon that I have decided to run/train again so I know I will have them supporting me (either that or they want to come to Paris!). I've been to Paris once and I don't really remember much of it, so this will be a great chance for me to really see the city.
On another note, I've fallen in love. Yep. IN LLLLOOOVVVE. Ok - sorry to burst your bubble, it isn't with a person, its with scuba.
I went on vacation with Kristina in July to Grand Cayman and on a whim, I decided to sign up for a resort scuba course. Kris didn't do it with me -she is not much of a water person... so it was a very independent experience for me. Anyway, from the moment that we put our regulators in our mouth and went underwater, I was HOOKED.
I've spent my entire youth underwater -- swimming back and forth, competing and training. I was lucky enough to be good and a lot of hard work paid off for me and I had a very successful swimming career (GO PIRATES).
I've always found the water as my peace haven. There is a moment in time when you are competing in which you hear and see everything - then you push off the wall and it is total and complete peace. Nothing but the beautiful silence of the water. As a child, I would spend all day at the pool and one of my favorite things to do was just push off the wall and glide underwater, watching the lines of the water on the bottom of the pool from the sun... it is just so peaceful. After I stopped swimming in college, I have looked to find that type of peace in other things - running, cycling, work - but I have never been able to emulate it... until I went diving.
Immediately I fell in love. The peace and calmness that I felt, even in the POOL, was undeniable. Then when we went out into open water, it was even better. Granted, I am not sure it COULD have suck being in 100 foot visibility in 80 degree water... I had such a great dive, I decided the next day to do a repeat dive and once again, found the calmness that I had been missing in my stressful everyday life.
Once home, I signed up for my Open Water course. I was devastated to find out that I would have to wait 2 months, but September came quickly and I devoured the information and loved every second of the class. I can't remember the last time that I WANTED to study for something (except the stupid videos... PADI really needs to redo them, the cheese factor on them is too much to handle).
Ever since that first course, I've consumed myself in learning everything I can, taking additional courses and diving at every chance I have.
Now, there was a chance that I was going to get into the water in DC and not have the same feeling as I did in GC -- Don't get me wrong, the quarry is a beautiful place - to LOOK at, but it is NOT exactly clear underwater. BUT, it didn't matter to me how far I could see in front of myself, the feeling of peace and calm was immediately there when I went under. The entire thing just came so naturally to me. My OW instructors continued to comment on how comfortable I looked underwater and I was...
Since then, I have been lucky enough to continue diving ALMOST every weekend.
The weekend after my OW, I went out to Catalina (and Venice Beach Gold's Gym, AMAAAZING), and it was incredible. It was totally different then anything I had seen before with the beautiful kelp beds and schools of fish.
The weekend after that I was back at the quarry for my AOW, where we did 5 dives ("wreck", deep, nav, search & recovery, peak performance) -- and Mark, my instructor was awesome. Again, he commented on how comfortable I was in the water and he invited me to tag along during some of his other classes.
After a trip to the OBX and a pair of wreck dives the next weekend, I tagged along with Mark in a couple of his classes and did my first night and Nitrox dives in the quarry. Even though the quarry isn't the most beautiful, picturesque place, it just about being underwater and away from it all. When I am there I feel totally free.
One of the classes I tagged along with was an OW class - and it was their first two dives and it was so cool to see the two guys experience diving for the first time. It was amazing to see Mark instruct them, and to see them experience this freedom for the first time.
Additionally, I was lucky enough to take a quick trip to Puerto Rico, where I got another pair of dives in (with a hurricane having just passed through it was super rough and there was a massive current, but I still felt that feeling). I am heading back to Catalina again in a couple of weeks (sooo excited) and I hope that I will be able to do at least two dives while I am there :)
Anyway -- all this comes together because I've been able to find something that I absolutely love - I've even gone so far as to enter a contest to try to win a seven month scuba instructor training in
Bali, which would be a TOTAL life changing experience.
I am already working on my plan to become an instructor with the help of Mark and The Dive Shop, but if I won this trip, it would truly be a dream come true. Although I know it is a total long shot, it would give me the opportunity to do something I love everyday and eventually give me the chance to teach others what I love.
It reminds me of cycling - I fell in love with cycling, and now I've been teaching it for 6 years. I've always followed my heart with the jobs I've had - and I've been lucky enough to take things I love and make them my life (sports, Golds...) and if I could do it with diving, that would be unreal... but we will see. It is a lonnnng shot, but hey, you never know when lightning will strike.
As I continue to train for the race in Paris, dive and live, I am will update the blog... Diving, like running, comes with some great stories (and usually beer), so it should get entertaining!
Here is the entry that I put together for the Best Dive Job contest. Part of the way to win is to get as many comments on the application and video, so if you can, please make a comment and
"SEND SAM TO BALI!"