August has been fantastic. I
spent most of my days hanging out with family and friends, and deciding which
adventure tomorrow would bring. In and out of Auburn and the house, I’ve used it more as a storage unit
and travel hub. For awhile there, I was actually feeling a bit weird, and
without purpose, I knew that I needed some sort of goal or project to challenge
me and return me to a sense of purpose. Saying no to every outside opportunity
that came my way for the past 12 months, in an effort to remain on the task of
training harder and smarter than ever, I feared as my main and sole purpose
came to end all those opportunities that came my way were missed. It was a small voice inside filling me with
doubt, but its presence still an annoying itch I was unable to scratch. I knew
if I stayed positive and open to the possibility of projects coming my way,
they would show up as they always have in the past. They are all starting to
appear at once, and with them my state of overall emotional well-being has sky rocketed.
Tomorrow I fly out to link up with a friend and former
athlete to head to Pueblo Colorado for the State Fair Street Vault. I haven’t jumped
from a competition run since July 30th. I did take some decent short
run jumps one night while my brother was in town a few weeks ago, because I
wasn’t going to pass on that opportunity, but I’m a little curious to see how
this competition turns out for me. I’m excited for the travel and being
reunited with my vault buddies and former athletes, it is a very well put
together meet, and always a good time. I really hope that I can put up a good
performance and entertaining show, but mostly I’m just going there to have fun.
So I’m headed out back after lunch to charge down the runway from 127’ with
some 16’5” poles to see if I can pop over a few decent bars. Good or bad, this
session won’t effect my confidence or enthusiasm for the weekend to come, I
just figured I ought to get out there and clean some rust off the gears.