Has anyone been breathlessly reloading my twitter account, waiting to see when I would announce the results of my coaching search? No? Oh, well, this is awkward.
I’m stoked to say that I got word this evening that I’ve been accepted to be coached by Brian Stover of Accelerate3. He makes people go fast. I want to go fast. That’s that.
No weekly recaps because there is nothing to recap. For two weeks after Miami Man, I laid around, ate junk food, beat Call of Duty once (and am working a second time through), rested a lot, and got caught up on a lot of work. This week I’ve started running because I’m horrified as to how slow I might have become (the answer, not surprisingly, is very). But despite multiple Thanksgivings eaten and beers drank, I am now back within a pound or two of training weight… booya. In the meantime, I talked to a lot of coaches, all of whom had great things to say, and had a very hard time coming to a conclusion as to who would be best. I am confident that I made the right choice, and I’m glad I’ve been given the opportunity to train under Mr. Stover next year (and hopefully beyond).
So yea, I’m gonna go fast next year, because I’m gonna work really fucking hard. I’m pumped, and maybe a little scared. But that’s a good thing.