12/24/17

A few days from now the year will be up. A lot has went down over the past three hundred sixty five days, some good, some bad, and some in between. One thing I have thought a lot about in the recent months is this unique privilege I have as a coach and the role I play in my athletes lives. I of course put down the X’s & O’s, organize practice, talk meet / race strategies and the list could go on. Though I’m also tasked with helping fulfill each one of my athletes hopes, dreams, and desires over the course of their four years. At times this is really daunting and scary to me, even all consuming. Even when I’m out of the office and away from my team, I can’t help but think of somebodies pursuits for an upcoming race or season. Obviously success isn’t the result of one coach, as a lot of the responsibility falls squarely on the athlete. They’re the one doing the workouts, throwing down on race day, and getting in a long run on Christmas Eve. Still, I’m serving as “shepherd” through all of those occasions, whether the route or result is good, bad, or ugly. Externally, I always need to exude confidence even if I’m second guessing myself internally. I have to be there to pick them up after falling short of a personal best or give them a big hug after becoming an All-American. It can be whacky, stressful, and tough, but it also gives me such a rush and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. Thanks to all of YOU for sharing your passion with me and letting me play a role in your life on and off the track.