In Transit

As I sit here at LAX I cannot help but think of the future which lies ahead.  Weeks of discussing and planning are finally coming to fruition for this next step in my life.  As I was packing this morning (I am sure you are all shocked I waited till the last minute)  I couldn't help but think that I was too relaxed and nonchalant about this.  Sure I had my fill of sleepless nights leading up but those seem to have stopped around new years.  Many other people given the situation that within 2 months you must quit your job, move across the world and try to learn a language to teach a skill which people take for granted would probably be terrified.  My sleepless nights were more often filled with thoughts of self doubt not trepidation about my impending journey to the other side of the world and not seeing my family.  All I could think was that I was not a good enough coach to help these kids or that I was going to somehow ruin their running careers.  This could be a sign of only one thing.  I just have not found out what that thing is.  You didnt think I would give you answers did you?  Maybe I take coaching too seriously or life for that matter. The latter seems less likely due to the fact that I pushed around a human sized hamster ball for a living.  I just hope that I am able to create some modicum of improvement in their lives through a sport which has changed mine (and if I could get one laugh at a joke in Lao that might make the whole trip worth it).

As always thanks for reading and your support.