It seems important to stop for a moment and recognize 2014. I won a race. I went to Paris. I turned 30.
I swam the English Channel.
I got to the other side.
The other side.
2014 was a phenomenal year of watching passion and work and excellence and dedication achieve the improbable. I was never strong or athletic or the best or fastest swimmer. I had a hard time believing in myself. And it took me a long time to get to a place where I could be ready to begin that swim.
But I was never so sure of anything in my life as I was of myself in that ocean.
“I understand from reading your blog that you are somewhat spiritual,” one of the reporters asked me over the phone once I returned home and sat in a cafe in Rutland. “Is there anything you want to say about that?”
“I have always believed in God,” I replied without thinking. “This journey was his way of showing me that I could believe in me, too.”
How grateful I am! Not for the things I did, not for any of the achievements, but for that truth; I can believe in me. I can let a community believe in me. I can confess my dreams to my hands and free them to work for them. I can trust in people to support and assist and guide and coach and mentor and judge and be all the wisdom I do not yet have. I can take this halting step forward and trust that even though I do not see what is on the other side, that I will have begun to make myself and the world that much better.
Hooray for a tremendous past year and, without further ado, on to a new one! There are lots of fantastic dreams coming up, lots of work to be done and lots and lots of swimming before us!
If you didn’t get a chance to see my English Channel Swim video on YouTube, you can click on it here. And thank you, so much, for joining me on my journey into new things!