Ever since I’ve been involved with the Entrepreneurs’ Organization, I’ve been setting yearly goals. Some of my goals are related to my business while others are directly related to activity and fitness.
While I was in Puerto Rico last December, I was talking with my family. I never even had a thought in my mind that I would do a triathlon this year. All I thought about was trying to be consistent with my running. In the past couple of years, I found that I would gear up for a race and then I wouldn’t run again until I signed up for another race.
I calculated out how many miles I thought would be feasible for me. I knew I would get injured or sick and that would set me back so what would be realistic? I decided 500 miles for the year. If I could consistently run 10 miles a week every week, I could make my goal.
The first half year, I was set to exceed my goal. I ran the Manhattan Half in March and the Brooklyn Half in May. Right after the Brooklyn Half, Marti DiPaola, my running partner, said, “I don’t want to do these long runs anymore, why don’t we try a triathlon?”
Since I had heard about the Captiva Tri from my friends at the Beaches of Ft Myers and Sanibel, I received a notification that they were accepting registrations. We both signed up. After that, Marti said, “we need a coach. We can’t do this on our own.”
I didn’t really agree. What’s the big deal. We could figure out how to swim and bike on our own, couldn’t we?
But I took her advice anyway and we both hired different coaches to work with us. As I was spending more time learning to ride my Trek Silque bike and learning how to swim, I was finding myself spending less time running.
Now I’m seven weeks away and I still have about 55 miles to go. I don’t know if I’m going to meet my goal this year. And, it’s a little upsetting.
“Hilary, you ran two half marathons and two triathlons this year,” said Marti. “You should feel pretty awesome.”
But still it bothers me when I don’t do something that I set out to do. I look at some of my Facebook friends and see posts like:
“As I ready for racing the NYC Marathon tomorrow, here’s a quick review of last month. Eleven speaking gigs, requiring 21 flights and 18,066 miles. Elton John concert and long weekend in Yosemite. Ran my 38th state Marathon in Conn, which was 67 total. Two Olympic Tri’s, placing on podium both times with a first and second in age group. Snuck in a Red Cross blood platelet donation and 19 workout days. Ran 78 miles, biked 151 and swam 5k yards along with 3 strength trains. Read 3 books, watched 3 movies and enjoyed 14 days of great wine. Livin life!!”
This guy is definitely doing what he set out to do and then some. I’m not sure that this is a motivator to me or if it makes me think he’s full of himself, but whatever the case, I’m still thinking about my goal and whether or not I’ll meet it…
Okay, so if I don’t meet the goal, what happens? My house is still there, my job is still there, my family is still there, and my friends are still my friends.
My husband said, “sometimes you just don’t meet your goals. That’s why there’s next year.”
He’s right, but I think I’ll still be a little disappointed. I reached out to my coach and asked if he thought it was doable with everything else I’m doing. “Don’t worry Hil,” he texted me, “I’ll help you get there.” So, we’ll see and I’ll keep you posted.
What about you? Do you set a goal? Have you met it? Have you always met your goals?