2012 was a big, challenging year for me.
I made some choices about where and who I want to be in the world. Yes, I started giving my future some real thought in the summer of 2011, but I really got rolling by the end of that year and the start of this one, so I’m giving myself some leeway.
This year I completed my first PT cert, learned to love kettlebells, attended my first conferences, helped run the most wildly successful fresh meat intake our league has yet seen, started getting paid for training people, and started my own business.
I also turned thirty.
It’s been a pretty terrifying process, and I’m just getting started. There are a number of things that I wanted to accomplish this year; some I did (as I’ve mentioned above), some I haven’t yet.
Off the top of my head, in 2013 I’d like to:
- Finish my Precision Nutrition cert (well on the way!)
- Develop a solid business plan (which goes hand in hand with really having a clear idea of what I want my business to look like)
- Captain the Tramps to a winning season
- Solidify Plan B’s place in TCRG (and amongst other similar B-Teams)
- Jam a full game as a primary jammer
- Deadlift double bodyweight
- Quit my day job
- Find a mentor
There are also a number of things that I’m incredibly grateful for that have happened this year. These are them:
Derby – and the maintaining of my sanity within it.
Derby feels like an old shoe to me now. At first it was like a new shoe that I was really excited about wearing because it was so sexy and all the coolest people I knew were wearing it. Then it was like a new shoe that I bought because I thought it was so sexy and all the coolest people I knew were wearing it, but when I got it home it was really uncomfortable and I hated the way my foot looked in it and I couldn’t even stand the thought of putting it on and I wondered if the people who looked so sexy in it were just so much cooler that they were comfortable in it right away or if they were secret masochists who loved a painful shoe. Then it was a shoe that had made me miserable for long enough, just sitting in my closet not being worn, so I made it fit me – I put in insoles, wore thicker socks, and started not to care about how I looked in the shoe. Now it’s just my shoe. I wear it, I love it, and I can’t imagine not wearing it. Derby and I have finally made friends and we know exactly how much of each other we can take. And that makes me so, so happy.
Wicked Awesome Clients/Students/Trainees (I really need a boss name for y’all)
I was so blessed to have a captive audience when I decided to start training. It was incredibly helpful to have friends, family, and a derby community that was SO on board with me. It made making the choice to pursue training about a million times easier, in part because I knew I’d have people to train, and in part because I really, really cared about their well-being, but knew that they’d forgive me if I made a mess of things. When you’re just starting out, you are so scared to make a mistake that you can put up roadblocks for yourself, reasons why you can’t or shouldn’t. Having friends to teach made one less roadblock I could throw up. And it has made all the difference in the world. Also, it’s amazing to see my friends making changes in their health and wellness. I’m grateful to have a gaggle of derby girls who are total badasses and let me help them become even badass-er. I’m grateful to have clients that trust me to steer them straight, and who give me their all, not just when we’re together, but in the time that they’ve committed to themselves at home as well. This is Angela:
I’ve been working with Angela from the start. She started with me with a large number of physical challenges, not the least of which being daily pain in her knees and back, and daily anti-inflammatories. She also was a person who had no interest whatsoever in “working out”. Now, she wakes up without pain, loves to lift, and plans to tackle the Iron Maiden challenge as her 5-year goal. We still have a long way to go, but she has realized how strong she is – and the capacity she has to get stronger. Each time she comes into my gym, I see the hardships of her day fall away with each lift. When I look at her, I see where she can go and what she can accomplish when she gets after it, and it’s so awesome. Commitment like hers, her desire to get better, that’s what makes training worth it.
My friends and family
I have lovely and tolerant friends and family members who understand that I have to be doing precisely six million things at once, and who work their lives around my schedule. I have friends who don’t get jealous of derby and its hold on my time, they just come to see games and learn to like it too – which is amazing. I have a father who tells me I need to get meaner on the track (and I quote: “What is this, a Sunday skate in the park?”) – all the while loving that his daughter has finally found an interest in sports, and a mother who is, and always will be, one of my very best friends.
My wonderful husband
Among those who learned not to hate derby, was my incredible spouse. He decided not to fight it, and became one of the best derby announcers in the country. Not bad Slim, not bad. He has been the most supportive proponent of my not hating what I do for a living, and has made it easy for me to take this leap. He cleans when I’m run off my feet, he makes sure I have food when I’m at practice until 11, he looks after the dog, and he looks after me. He is the best partner I could ever ask for, and I am so grateful that he didn’t just end up being a fling like we’d planned.
My tiny dog, and her continuing health
For those of you who don’t know, I have a tiny dog. Her name is Stella, and I have an unhealthy attachment to her. I am SO in love with my dog. She spent the first half of her life in a puppy mill. She only has three teeth. Her jaw was broken when they found her, and had to be reset, hence the ridiculous face. When we first adopted her, she was 6ish, and the OSPCA told us she might always cower in her crate, hiding from us and the world. She was the light of my life the first time I saw her, afraid of everything, not wanting to be touched, having to be bribed with hot dog to even come within arm’s reach of us. Now, she lights up my life with her constant need to be in my lap, her face kisses, her doggish games, and her demands for attention. She’s getting to be a lady of a certain age (we think 12ish now), and I am grateful every day that she’s with us, healthy and happy.
Clarity and purpose
I think I’m getting clearer about who I am, and what I want from life. I’m grateful that I’m not as scared as I once was to admit what I want and go for it. I’m still working on the whole feel-the-fear-do-it-anyway thing, but I’m getting there.
Yes, I am spending some time away from you now, but you were a big part of my 2012, and I’ll never forget all of our lovely moments together. <3
That’s what I’m grateful for this year.
I am sure that 2013 will be full of surprises, awesomeness, and wonder. I wish all of those things for all of you. I’m excited for what’s to come.