Saturday, January 6, 2018

Reflecting on 2017

I can say that 2017 was one of the most challenging years I've faced in my adult life.

It was our first year of marriage - the hardest year, supposedly? I don't think it was any harder, no, I think it was made easier having him by my side. 2017 did its best to test us. 

I think that's what 2017 was for us - a testament to our relationship and our strength. We sure had some challenges thrown at us.

We made it to Regionals. This was a HUGE time commitment to train with CrossFit Ephrata regularly, over an hour of commuting. Long days, late nights. 100% one of the best experiences I've ever had though, with some of the best people I know. Fundraising, traveling, and then competing - wow. A little stressful but amazingly fun, given the circumstances.
My husband was in a major motorcycle accident. Just a few weeks before Regionals, my husband totaled his Harley, he was "ejected" from it, after colliding head on with a car in front of him. As a trauma patient, he had the best care possible and incredible team of doctors, surgeons, nurses, etc. 

Coming home from this, healing from this, that was the hard part. I was trying to gear up for the hardest competition of my life, while my husband was trying to manage going to the bathroom while using a walker. The head trauma he sustained was maybe the most serious. He wasn't himself for quite some time. Care taking is heartbreaking, exhausting, and it was impossible for me to not feel guilty about being healthy myself.

The week before Regionals, I came down with the worst flu known to man. I lost almost 7lbs in 7 days. The day before we were supposed to fly to Atlanta to compete, my husband was taken by ambulance back to the ER after experiencing stroke-like symptoms. He couldn't talk, form sentences, and lost the use of half of his body for several minutes. He stayed overnight while they ran him through every test possible to ensure he was alright. The doctor cleared him the next day to fly ...

I have no idea how we managed it, but we did! We arrived the day prior to competition. This was the first time in over a week I was able to eat solid food. I could feel my energy coming back. I was excited. But, at this point, I was having a hard time mentally checking-in. I was ready for the weekend and the stress to be over. I was turning my focus on my husband and helping him heal. It felt selfish to be out there on the floor essentially "working out", but this was something that we'd committed to, and I knew he'd be even more disappointed if I wasn't out there. I'm so grateful for the opportunity, even if it wasn't quite the weekend I'd imagined it would be. 

Thankfully, he's made a full recovery, and now - 7 months later - I enjoy every second I am able to spend with him, inside and out of the gym - happy and healthy. I'll never take that for granted.

I turned 30. Do I need to elaborate on that? Aging like a fine wine. I LOVE having my 20's behind me and am looking forward to this new time in my life and everything that my 30's will bring.

I tore my labrum. For as long as I have been doing CrossFit, and for as long as I have been training the way I do - I am surprised I lasted this long without a major injury. But, an MRI shed light on the pain I was having in my shoulder. A tear in my labrum. My orthopedic doctor suggested surgery, but I wanted to take the more conservative route with rest, anti-inflammatory and PT. I can tell that it is not quite healing on it's own, and that it will continue to hold me back in this sport if it isn't fixed - alas, we are beginning to discuss the reality of surgery here in the future. Ugh. 

Our German Shepherd Dallas was diagnosed with bone cancer this summer, and passed away the week before Christmas. This is still very raw and hard for me to process. One day he was here, and the next he was not. Dallas was my husband's dog, initially. We came into the relationship with our own animals. But, given my work from home - Dallas and I were thick as thieves and spent a lot of time together. Elliott, Dallas and I were a trio. The three musketeers. I was lucky to know and spend the time with Dallas that I did. He was an incredible dog. What I would give to just have another healthy day with him. I try to remember Dallas as he was before cancer - full of energy, running on four legs, swimming, hiking, playing ball, my gentle giant. I miss him every day.

Other things to note: I hit a huge Milestone in my business - over 150 clients coached to date! I sold my trusty Subaru and bought a 2017 Ford Edge. I visited my sister in San Diego and attended the CrossFit Invictus Camp. I gave up my FitBit and joined Team Whoop. We even adopted a new dog ... Juno. <3

Hats off to you, 2017. It was a year of challenges and growth, a year of heartbreak and lessons. 

Here's to hoping 2018 is equally as full, if not just a tad bit more ... upbeat.

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