Kick more ass
Finish an ultra
Volunteer at a race
Take a non-racing vacation
#1 is kind of subjective, but I feel like I probably kicked ass a bit. #2 was a dream come true in April. #3 happened in a last minute entry to a timed race in preparation for a longer ultra. #4 was the perfect way to spend my Thanksgiving morning. And finally, #5 was executed in August on a whirlwind family trip to Arizona and Kansas.
But I'm most proud that I conquered something new in running each month of 2015.
In January, I went streaking. Nothing crazy, but considering I had been off and on warming the bench with a mild case of bursitis in my Achilles for the last few months of December in 2014, I was happy to make it through month without a peep of pain. 3+ miles minimum every day was a great way to start the year.