Pre-Olympics: Doing it for the High
"Feeling as high as a kite." Photo by: The Canadian Press/Jeff McIntosh.
Apparently, we have all had an early childhood experience of getting a high. I see my 3 year old daughter get high on a frequent basis. It starts with a little dance, then a few ballerina moves, and then all of a sudden…spin after spin after spin… into uncontrollable spinning and laughing, that eventually ends with me frantically trying to catch her.
Until recently, I really didn’t know how to explain my desire to relentlessly pursue track and field. I would try to explain the excitement I felt when I was young and starting into it. The excitement that came with surprising myself with new personal bests (PBs) or breaking new barriers, like jumping over 3m for the first time, then 4m, then 5m.
It has been about 20 years since the first day I tried track and field, and became hooked. Over 20 years, you can imagine that the “excitement” of achieving new PBs can wane, especially after many years of not achieving personal bests. If anything, the “possibility” of a new PB, that I occasionally saw glimpses of in training and competition, was what kept me engaged.
This year was the first time in 4 years (since the last Olympics) that I’ve not only achieved PBs, but have broken barriers I never thought possible.
…And the feelings all came back. The High.
Now that I’ve been re-acquainted with these feelings, I can remember why I’ve committed over half of my life to track and field. Maybe when I was my daughter’s age I was just like her, and I would twirl and twirl until the world spun around me. We all have our addictions or obsessions. Mine, I thought, was track…but perhaps I just do it for the high?
Either way, I’ll tell you what:
I’m no longer going to wait to get my fix at the finish line; I’m bringing this HIGH, these feelings of JOY with me to the starting line. See you in London :)