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Out With the Old!





I have never been so happy to end a year.  Good riddance 2010, you will go down as the worst year of my life, by far!  Hello 2011!  I intend on owning your a$$ and making this a year that I will be sorry to see end.
I will not be doing a reflection on the past year.  I would rather not dwell on the past.  Instead I plan on focusing on the future.  I have a lot of decisions to make in order to make this the best year ever for myself and my children.  I'm sure there will be some difficult times, some tears, some sadness.  Probably a little anger thrown in too.  The challenge is to make sure the laughter outnumbers the tears, and the joy outweighs the sadness.  Non of this would be possible without the great support system I have in all of you.  My triathlon community has made me feel like part of the biggest, best family I could have ever asked for.

Yesterday, I got an email from Mary, a few minutes before 9, when the Iron Girl registration opened:

"I have clicked REGISTER ABOUT A HUNDRED TIMES ALREADY! HAHA! just in case it was open a minute earlier!
HERE WE GO!"

How could I not feel loved when someone who has never even met me is so excited about registering ME for a race?  It's virtually impossible to not be hopeful for a great year when I have such awesome people in my corner!  So, now I am going to go start the new year out right, and go for a run.  Look out 2011, here comes Caroline!



Happy New Year My Friends!



p.s. If you have a chance, head on over to Triumph Triathlon

Comments

Terri said…
Thank you for stopping by my blog and entering my giveaway! :) Happy New Year!
Anonymous said…
YEAH! HERE WE GO! I can't wait to see you own this year!

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