The three dreadful letters which when combined together will cause any athlete on hang one’s head in shame. DNF. Did Not FInish.
This year for me has been a year of DNFs. Some by choice, some by default. I signed up for one 5k this year, and didn’t show up for the race. I found myself beginning several blog post, I didn’t have the heart to share. This year has been one that I finally looked up and wondered where all the year has gone. Gone, really, right in front of my eyes. Quite honestly, I haven’t blogged much because I really didn’t have much to say.
Returning to school as an adult has been tough. I still for the life of me, I cannot understand how anyone with a family, full-time job, and other commitments are able to suck it up and do it. Several times this year I made the comment, “Everyday to me is a Monday,” and I meant it. Monday to Sunday was filled with school, work, internships, meetings, and minimal sleep. It has been very difficult the majority of the time.
Lots of tears and questioning this current chapter I am in.
“Behind every success story are people helping to make it happen.”
When all is said and done, I completed yet another year of school and I only have 2 classes and one 150-hour rotation left after next Spring.
I need to continue to remind myself that this is a journey, which includes the living, giggling, and the dnfs in-between.
Thank you all for the continuing support, love, hugs, listening ears, and constant everyday reminders to stick with it.
A DNF does not impact your whole life. Sometimes it can help you focus on the main chapters of your story.