I Go 100

Back in August, I wrote a post about the road to the starting line. I was at the beginning of my journey to train for a 100 km row, and raise 40 thousand dollars to build a school that would change the lives of hundreds of children. At that time, I wrote about the things I would need to do in order to make it to the starting line on June 19.

I was wrong.

THAT blog entry was my starting line. And I've been pushing to the finish ever since.

During the past several months, I've stumbled a few times – even fell flat on my face. But the following things happened when I fell:

1. I got back up and kept going
2. People extended their hands and helped me get back on my feet
3. Many more people shouted words of encouragement from the sidelines
4. I learned something from falling

So the journey has been good, including the mistakes and the bruises. Maybe even because of them.

There are 49 days left.

I'm eating more consciously, and drinking more water.

I took a bit of a break last week – other than the 60 km row last Monday (where I knocked 10 minutes off my time) – I allowed myself time off the machine. I even went out with girlfriends for a much needed injection of laughs combined with nachos and beer. 

Tomorrow I will write the rest of a training plan to take me to June 19. A while ago I had abandoned a structured plan for my workouts as I kept changing the schedule every week. Now it's time to bring the structure back for the final 7 weeks.

I choose to be back in control. I choose to be strong.

In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility.
– Eleanor Roosevelt

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