In a few short weeks, the training regimen begins again as I set my sights on Ironman number two. I have never been more ready to get back into a structured routine. This off season has been challenging. I’ve been challenged by temptation and poor decisions, and I have otherwise forgotten what it means to be disciplined. The high of racing and training is a distant memory. I’ve lost some important pieces of who I became – dedicated, focused passionate and daring. I have forgotten what that feels like. It was all left behind on that finish line in Whistler. I have no one to blame but myself for how I got here, and only myself to rely on to get back to where I need to be. Looking back on 2015, I’m reminded of everything I endured and everything I worked so hard for to achieve my dream, and it might just be the reflection I need to start looking forward again.