2017 — My 5 New Years Resolutions
On January 1st, 2017, I set out on 5 New Years Resolutions.
- No alcohol for a year. Not a single drop.
- Complete a sprint triathlon. A sprint triathlon consists of a 500m (0.3 mile) swim, a 20 km (12 mile) bike, and a 5km (3.1 mile) run.
- Finish Seattle to Portland bike race, it’s a 203 mile two day ride.
- Complete a half-marathon.
- Get 12 race bibs in 12 months.
I wrote these down and went out on a run on January 1st to self-assess where I was. I ran half a mile and started breathing heavy. I stopped. I started questioning why I’m running, I started questioning why. Why do I want to do this? Why am I running at this obscene hour? Why can I not run more than half a mile? Why am I stopping? So many Whys.
Then I started walking. I started making progress on my goals.
Then in February, I signed up for a Sprint Triathlon in April. A Sprint Triathlon is 500m of swimming, 12 mile bike ride, and a 5K run. So I started training. I got an LA Fitness membership and went to work. I trained three times every week.
On April 1st, I got my first bib for finishing the triathlon at Oregon State University.
On April 2nd (the day after the triathlon), I got my 2nd bib for the year. I ran the Race for the Roses with my friend and mentor Mark Francis. My time was horrible. My legs were sore, I didn’t run the whole way, but I finished.
After my two bibs, I began training for the 203 mile bike ride from Seattle to Portland in July. Almost every weekend, we’d go on training rides as a group. We started at 10 miles and increased the ride distance each weekend.
Then, in early July, we all registered for a 100 mile one-day ride called Petal Pedal. The first half of the ride was steep and then it came down to rolling hills. I climbed the first ~30 miles until I fell. I was nearing a turn and tried to cut my bike quickly to make a turn on gravel. It didn’t work. My bike went left and I went straight. I skidded a few feet on my hip and used my hands, knees and leg to stop my momentum.
It hurt. I started questioning my WHY. But I’m not wired to rest. Or to think about quitting. “I can accept failure, but I can’t accept not trying”. — Jordan.
So I tried, and I tried. And I got back on my bike despite the pain.
I eventually completed the Seattle to Portland 203 mile bike ride in July.
Then in September, I decided to challenge myself further. The main goals I had left were the bibs, the half-marathon and no alcohol. So I upped the ante and told myself that I’d run 50 miles in the month of September for #
And then on September 31st, I finished that.
In October, I challenged myself further. I decided to run 60 miles in a month and I called it #Oct60.
On Halloween night, I finished that too.
In November, I pushed it to 70 miles in a month. I knew I had two weeks off that month for family weddings in India, but wanted to power thru it. Early in the month, I was traveling, but still tried to get a run in. Then on my half birthday, November 4th, I got injured. Nothing serious, but I hurt my ankle and started getting a lot of pain in my foot. Right along the bottom of my foot. It hurt to run. It hurt to walk. So I endured. With international travel less than a week away, I decided to call it a failure. I failed.
I didn’t get close to my goal. At the end of November, I only had 35 miles under my belt. I failed. But I got up again.
So, in December, I completed the remainder of my three goals. On December 10th, I completed my first half marathon — the Holiday Half.
A week after, I got my 12th and final bib in one year.
And as I close the book on 2017, I’m hours away from finishing my resolution of remaining completely sober for one year.
I did a lot of other things this past year like seeing my friends get married, traveling to India, changing jobs, learning a new industry, but one thing has remained consistent. These goals.
It’s been my personal quest to achieve these goals that I set out for myself on January 1st. And now I’ve completed them.
So, this begs the question: What’s next?
To be honest, I don’t know. And I’m totally fine with that.
2018 is hours away and I’m excited to push myself further and pursue my passions in the new year.
Happy New Year everyone and let’s make 2018 the year when we become the best version of ourselves.