So I've been in Idaho since Thursday morning, and I'm leaving on Wednesday. To be honest I don't want to go. I'd rather put my girlfriend on an airplane and bring her to me. I've mountaineered thousands of feet, been cliff jumping, hiked up a river, played countless holes of disc golf, worked out in a gymnastics gym, and most importantly spent every minute of it with my friends who are more like family.
Being in Minnesota has not really turned out the way I would have liked and now that i'm back in a place that feels like home, I find myself dreading the day I need to leave. However being here, I realize that I am surrounded by distractions. The outdoor activities are near limitless and staying on task as an athlete sometimes gets difficult when the mountains are constantly calling my name. The relationships I have here will last a lifetime and every time I leave is hard.
The seclusion Minnesota presents has been important to me as an athlete. Being obsessed with outdoor activities and living somewhere with a limited amount of them keeps my mind focused on my therapy, my training, and my jumping. I have been lucky to find medical and therapeutic help from caring people. But recently it hasn't been enough. It's so much more expensive than I'm used too, and making ends meet is difficult. If not for one family in particular and my girlfriend, I probably would have had to leave by now. I don't like relying on other people to survive. I try to ignore these things and remain tuned into the real reason I am there, but lately it has been hard.
Upon my return I will immerse myself in the training once more and become the emotionless robot needed to succeed. It's not near as fun, but it is necessary. No matter what happens in the next few months, I won't allow any outside interference to get in the way of my athletic goals.