This has been a challenging year. My schedule was rough and stress was high, but it was wiped by a much-needed vacation. Italy was beyond amazing. I literally felt like a different person when I came back, plus learning to ski reminded me that I can still try and conquer new things. But I arrived home to a situation more difficult than I could ever have imagined and the resulting setback was overwhelming. I went from being about as happy as I could have imagined to feeling utterly devastated. Add jet lag and an emergency vet situation with Otis into the mix and I pretty much hit rock bottom.
The most surprising thing was that for the first time during distress, I couldn't turn to training as an escape. I tried. But each time I tried I had so little energy that I could barely push through. I was achy, tired, slow. Most days I lacked the energy to get off the couch. So I had to let it go and focus on helping Otis recover (he's doing much better), work, sleep and dealing with police and insurance issues.
But after a week I am feeling much better and am ready to ease back in. I can't imagine what I've lost fitness-wise, but I honestly don't care. Life is full of ups and downs and you can't always be up. Hopefully I'm on my way back and won't be down again for awhile.