It's April. April is bringing a lot of things to Team Baby Dinosaur, both good and bad. In a good sense, it's getting warmer in Colorado, which means more running outside and getting on our wonderful bikes. It means a vacation to Tuscon, which will equal hiking, swimming, and a trip to a triathlon store. It opens up our race season with the Cherry Creek Sneak 5 mile run. And, what could be most important of all, it means fresh fruit is going to be coming in droves, which means a better diet for both of us.
But April also brings uncertainty. I lose my job May 1st. I'm being forced to leave a company that I love. A place that I have cultivated some great relationships and really enjoyed myself. The worst part about this, I think, is that this isn't my fault. I took a gamble by coming to Lynx, of course. But there's no reason that gamble shouldn't have paid off. Lynx was supposed to grow, expand, and be a place I could probably settle down and call a career. Instead, Bryan Bedford decided jet service was more important then quality service in and out of very difficult mountain airports that save a LOT of fuel and generate a LOT of revenue.
This uncertainty is something I have experienced before and I bounced back, quickly. But this one is different. I have interviewed for two jobs in the past month and have gotten a thanks but no thanks from one and am still waiting to hear from another. What's more, I really don't want to be applying for any more at the moment since it's really tough to try to coordinate interview schedules while I'm still flying. I'm not a fan of calling in sick to go to job interviews.
Sometimes I wonder why this happened to me. Why did I strike out? But it's easy to feel sorry for myself. Imagine if I had that mentality on the tri! Oh no, my goggles came off. My tri is over. Oh no, I got a flat tire. My tri is over. No! All our readers know I'm way too stubborn to quit and give up. If I adopt the mentality of "woe is me" in my daily life, how will that translate in training and on race day? It'll translate awful!
I need to stay positive. Something will come along. To sound kind of egotistical, I believe in myself way too much to let this destroy me. And I know you all believe in me too. I'm not just letting myself down if I quit, I'm letting all of you down as well.
Along those lines, I recently had a root canal re-done. I developed an infection in there and it was giving me a lot of pain. Twice this week, I've tried running and both times found the tooth pain unbearable. I also couldn't swim because it was way too cold on the infection (it's not gone yet) and caused me too much pain. But yesterday I was able to run with very little pain. It was great. There was still some, but so what? There's going to be pain during my tri's as well. Am I supposed to just say oh it hurts oh well? No! I am paying good money to achieve what I call infinity. Why would I give up just because of a little pain? Shooting, blinding pain? Yeah, that's going to sideline me during training. But not a dull ache. No way.
April. Stepping it up. Making sense of everything.