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13 days, Refocus and Chant Your Mantra!

13 Days until the adventure a lifetime and a year has prepared me for and I humbly decide that the focus must shift towards August 20, 2017.

So I do all the social media posts for my job and this is what I planned a month in advance for today.... how ironic. I wake up this morning in a not so pleasant way, but decide anyway, that today is the day I get up and look only ahead to the race to come. That first begins with acknowledging all the success this season has brought already, but letting those fade (for now) and focus on the new beast to come.

Williamsburg was such a good race for me. Even with the overheating I had a great race and a great win and PR, but that is irrelevant for the days to come. I must focus only on August 20, 2017.




I told myself I was wearing the bracelet until they replaced it with my new bracelet, but it is time to refocus, prepare, and celebrate this new opportunity.

I am reading quite an amazing book, Furiosly Happy by Jenny Lawson.
A long weekend of reading, laughing, crying, and understanding helped me find my mantra. "Pretend you're good at it." Well hell, that seems easy enough. I've always been good at playing pretend! I can be good at anything in pretend land! Watch out Kessler, in pretend land, I'm on your heels! 

Mantras really are good. They give you something to think about, focus on, and sing when you are all alone in the middle of a corn field. 😓

Time to start Monday focused, fired up, and furiously happy! 

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