It’s time. I’ve been saying this a lot lately. It’s time to make this official. Super Powers Coaching LLC launched September 1st with its tidy group of 8 athletes. 

All of us are working on discovering and building our super powers. For some, it’s being a billy goat as we bike up hills. For others, it’s swimming strong and powerful like a dolphin in the water no matter if the water is chlorinated or not. For some, it’s being so mentally dogged they rise up after each setback, speed bump and injury over and over again. For others, it’s embracing themselves, their bodies, their level of athleticism and saying, “I’m good enough AND I’m working on getting even better.” For some, it’s getting out of their comfort zone just a bit more each race. For others, it’s saying, “I freaked out. I’m disappointed in myself. I’ve got work to do.” 

Truth be told, I see parts of myself in each of them. Truth be told, their stories are my stories. I’ve run-walked in their shoes. I’ve breast stroked and hung on a kayak while flipping out in the same lake as them. I’ve fallen off the bike, both the turtle fall and the epic crash, just like them. I’ve swum breathlessly while swallowing the same pool water (well, not literally, but you get the idea). I’ve walked my bike up big climbs when my brain told me I couldn’t ride to the top, just like them. I’ve raced new distances and come in last or damn close to last, just like them. I’ve beamed with pride from feeling calm and confident in the open water, just like them. I’ve ridden up infamous local hills with a smile of accomplishment on my face, just like them. I’ve dropped my chain, just like them. I’ve run harder and faster than I thought possible, just like them. I’ve set goals that terrify me, just like them. 

Starting my own business is my big terrifying goal … for the past 3 years. Yes, it took me that long to stop listening to the doubts and what-ifs. Nothing in life is static, so those same thoughts rise up now and again. At the end of the day, I have to do what I counsel my athletes…do the hard things in order to grow. 

If I help just one soul, I will count this as a success. If I put myself out there at least once a week, I will count this as a success. It’s not about the number of athletes I work with or the monthly income. It’s about helping others grow into their best selves. The physical training is merely the mechanism to achieving that. I’m eternally grateful for whom I’m becoming thanks to running, The Stress Fracture, this triathlon journey and all the amazing people who’ve come into my life along the way. No one gets to the start line (and finish line) alone.