In high school, hurdling was the one thing I could call my own. It defined me and taught me about hard work. It is one of the few things I can look back on, knowing that I created my success in it.
In college, I ran for a major canadian university for 1 semester, but ended up quitting due to a number of personal reasons. I tried to leave track behind, and in an attempt to fill the void, began training for triathlons.
That didn’t last long, and about a year later I began casually training again. I decided to enter a race in the summer to motivate me. I was surprised by how well I did, considering I was training on a very irregular basis, and was running against other university students fresh off the college circuit.
A few months later I woke up in the middle of the night, and it hit me hard. I realized that I had been quite unhappy since I had stopped hurdling. It was something I had been doing for so long that it was a part of me. I decided that I would start training in earnest from then on out. Ever since I’ve been hitting the track nearly every day, getting faster! I wish all of you the best of luck in this! Maybe I’ll see you there :-)
