As 2017 comes to a close we tend to reflect on the year that’s past.
My 2017 focus word was “Lean”.
Each January 1st I choose one word to focus on through the year. For 2017 the word is lean. Lean in body by putting a stop to eating my feelings and stresses and refocusing on living healthily (you only get one shot at this life, make it count); lean in mind and spirit by removing the extra from my life and taking the time to be still; lean in possessions because too much "stuff" brings me stress; and allowing myself to lean on others because while I have strong shoulders the weight of the world can sometimes be too much. Happy New Year my friends. Wishing you the very best. ❤
And for the most part I did apply lean to my life, but not to the extent I wanted. I reflected on my word several times over the year, and each time would recommit, but then things would get difficult and poof it was forgotten again and I’d be drinking a Starbucks Frapp.
So 2017, let’s start with the good:
I was renewed as an Ambassador by the greatest running shoe company on the planet – Altra!
I turned 50! And while I cry every birthday, the wonderful people in my life made sure I celebrated in style.
I played outside in the winter months more than I have since I was a child thanks to snowshoerunning in the woods, and more importantly thanks to the incredible people who braved the cold snowy days with me. It was so much fun I always wanted to go, no matter the conditions.
I ran the Vegas Strip before it got busy, then in Red Rock Canyon and Valley of Fire in Nevada, AND experienced the Devil’s Golf Course and Badwater Basin in California.
I got to travel to Italy AGAIN with Steve, and bonus points to be able to go AGAIN with The Lovely and Brian. We also managed to duck into Switzerland and France for a few hours.
We got to race Sciacchetrail through I was pulled for being too slow 🙂 . Yes, this still counts as a good! This race, the organizers Christine and Nicola, and the people of Cinque Terre… Incredible. My race report is here.
We also got to hang out with the most beautiful and authentic Sally McRae and her equally beautiful daughter Makenzie
The boys raced BVG Ultra Trail
I was given more responsibility at work in an acting position, and I unexpectedly loved it!
Cancer happened… and this is a surprising “good” because it’s in the hard times where we are more aware of the beauty of the people around us (they painted my freaken house!!). There are so many examples of this kindness and beauty: from the staff in the chemo unit at the General, from complete strangers, from people who started as acquaintances and stepped up huge to become sources of strength and love, from friends and family from far away who found ways to show support and be present, to family and friends nearby who were always showing up whether it be at my door or by text, and discovering some friends that you felt would be your rocks fading from the picture.
My citizenship. As a Canadian we have freedoms that others don’t, tolerance and acceptance of others that isn’t always perfect, but the good outshines the bad by a great margin. As a Canadian I’m also blessed with universal healthcare, which also has its shortcomings, but when you’re diagnosed with a devastating illness and your calendar is booked solid with appointments for tests, with specialists, for treatment, surgery, followups, and you just show up and present your health card and never see a bill? For this I’m so grateful.
My daughter was able to work from Ottawa for 4 weeks during the worst of the chemo, as well as visiting for a week here and there since, using her precious vacation time to be with her Mom. The days can be long and lonely when you’re not feeling great, and it was so nice to have her here because we always found ways to laugh.
Steve, who has been going through his own ‘stuff’ the past months, and who put this aside to be at all my appointments, argue with the parking folks when there were no spots, and always being a positive force throughout this cancer thing.
I am so lucky to work for an organization where the immediate reaction when I told them the news that I would be on medical leave was to give me hugs and offers of help, over ‘what the hell are we going to do now, we can’t afford to lose another person’. In line with this is having a job that offers sick leave for as long as I need it, so I can focus on getting better, and not have to juggle work on top of everything. Because I don’t think I could have done it.
I discovered a passion for writing.
I wasn’t able to run the races I’d planned, but I was still able to cheer on my crew with all the enthusiasm I could muster because I really was thrilled to be there!
That’s a lot of 2017 good isn’t it?
Now for the bad:
I can’t think of anything. Except for the jerk who stole the antenna off my car when I was out for coffee with Agnes. Jerkdude, that’s a lot of bad karma.