So camp is over and I am back in Hawaii... I got the best hug ever from Moana when she came to get me at the airport yesterday. She is so sweet. Before I left for AZ I kept telling her that I was going away for a little while but that I would come back. Last night before bed she looked at me and said You came back. Indeed. I reminded her that I might go away sometimes but that I would always come back.
What's interesting and what I did not expect (or maybe I just didn't think about it enough?) was how much emotional energy I would spend at camp... and how much I might need to decompress when I got home. But when you're gone for 12 days you actually come home and sort of owe a lot of people a lot of time and energy... but when you just spent all your energy on your athletes it can be fairly tough to manage. I swear all weekend I was 'on'... every training session was more than just a physical test... Training with people all the time (especially when I was in charge and felt responsible) was way more mentally and emotionally draining than simply heading out on my own for a solo session. I was worthless by the time I got home yesterday. Seriously just skipped dinner and curled up in a little ball and went to bed. Luckily Scott totally understood that (he was surprised I was still awake at 7PM). I slept 10 hours last night and woke up today ready to play catch up. :)
Camp was absolutely one of the highlights of my year... totally awesome... so awesome in fact that I am already planning my next one! Though I will tell you, right now I am seriously looking forward to getting back to some of my normal solo training simply to decompress. I'm thinking an easy jog this afternoon is going to start that process!