22 Hours Closer

Well Guys!

It has been a while 🙂 . I was asked about this blog this week so I thought I would bring it back!!!!!

So many things have happened since last year. God blessed me with an amazing opportunity to train in Dallas Texas 22 hrs away from home (longest drive of my LIFE,  lol).

Moving away from what was “home” was the hardest thing for me to do. So hard that I kind of kept it a secrete because I knew that in order for me to really hear gods plan and direction I had to take emotion and relationships out of it completely. You will come to a fork in the road… but which path will you  choose?

 

I didn’t really understand that path or plan until I went back this past weekend to CA. There are so many people that helped me understand that God will take you to someplace, away from it, maybe even back to it again so that you are able to see what he has had planned all along. I missed out on relationships with people around me that I would have never grown to LOVE today if I had not left. It was shocking to me holding conversations with teammates that I had influenced just by following through with completely submerging myself in track not just because I loved it, but because I was determined to succeed in the one thing I believe God called me to.

Anyone who has made a major life change they know that it does not come easy. I found out it also does not come ALONE!

In my mind I thought I would easy. But nothing comes without work and commitment.

Being in Dallas and going back to CA made me realize I was in the best place for this journey. It was amazing to see to friends and family from home, but I am super happy and blessed to be able to get back to the daily people I train with including my amazing coach that I have and because they believe in who I am AND what I do so much!!! That bond as an athlete can make or break you.

Someone close to me would tell me all the time that the difference that makes a good athlete great is the extra 1% effort you put in. It’s your coach’s job to hold you back and your job to do more than expected. Do not settle for being placed in a box, challenge your self and risk it because you never know what you will be able to achieve or who you will influence in the process!

A couple of things that I have learned moving away is that without god… I really am nothing. I am just another body that gets to run around a track all day and anyone who knows me, knows that I HATE doing things aimlessly lol. And I will work until it kills me to understand things.  I love being the example that everyone is not a “god gifted” athlete with talent but, they can work hard/ accomplish so much and in the process see the bigger purpose.

You must have a greater purpose in life! I use to think that I was just “another” person on the field in a comp of great people. But in reality I am more. There are children, and even parents who follow my story because it gives them hope… that one-day if they stay faithful God will be able to use them also. right now you might not be big enough or strong enough but if you keep pressing you never know what can happen for the better 🙂 .

That hope, is bigger than any prize known to man. Knowing that who you are is GOOD ENOUGH, but it is what you do with that, that will change the path you walk. So I leave you guys with this;

You can only be as great as your faith (in Christ, & by who you surround yourself with etc). You might be the only living example of Jesus that someone sees so SHINE ON!

It’s been real!

 

Tiffiep

James 1:4

 

 

 

You are beautif…

This is what every person SHOULD start the day off saying… No matter who tells you differently you still MATTER to someone up top!

Phil 2:3-4 is this years bible verse for the cougar track team and could not come at  a better time! Even if you never made your high school basketball team, or you got cut from a college tryout… you still matter and have the ability to bless someone by just being who you were created to be!

 

 

 

Here is the update on my campaign for 2014 track season!

Help me get there:

Your “Lot”

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Hey Friends!

I figured I have not written a Blog in about a year so why not do it now lol hahahah!

I was recently told that if you love something so much you should enjoy every moment of it! Despite what others will tell you, who will make you feel inferior or that you will never be good enough. I feel like that has be the hardest part of the journey.

We start with the recap of 2014 USA Indoor season.

Every day is the same thing in terms of track, work, friends, and family. This year I decided to take a look back on everything that I was doing and just enjoy the “lot” that God has give me meaning have fun and have joy in every situation. I struggle a lot of the time with doing way to much at a one time. Mainly because I love people! There are times when you just have to say that you can not do everything faced in your path.

I decided to dedicate my season and career to an awesome God who gave me the ability to even get out there and walk. And to another person who rain or shine, good or bad told me I was still  the best person out there. But the true test was yesterday.

I went into the battle of USA indoors ready, suited with armor, and mentally able to handle anything that could have possibly happened. Hydrated, stretched, got a massage, I mean I really prepared to just go out and get it DONE!

So the time comes… Spikes are on, I bow to my knees like every meet before I leave my room and ask God to let me come out of this competition humble… the same way I intend on going into it.

SET > GO!!! Gun goes off…

Late start out the blocks and I go to make a move over the second hurdle to get back into the competition….come on body… or not…. nothing…. :/. The time was below what I wanted but not bad.

We are off to HIGH JUMP one of my money events! Confident  and ready to go I come in at a hight of about 5 feet 2 inches. Warm ups were great and things were looking good! THEN I fall short 3 bars below the hight that I warmed up with. I sat down and could not figure out why I felt so great but I clearly just missed the bar… I only cleared a hight of 5’4 falling below the high of 5’8 I made the only 2 weeks before.

Disappointed I continue to press forward. My coach is texting me to grind it out and I am sure that I will get it back in shot put! For everyone who knows me .. I CAN THROW! But it has not always been that way lol ask Mike Barnett.

I get in the ring, nose running from allergies and take my first attempt- 12.02. I sit there in confusion of how I just threw that? I have not thrown anything under 13 meters in the past 3 weeks of my season.  I go up for my second attempt only 12.09. At this point I am ( excuse the French) Pi$$ed OFF. Why was this not going the way it should? Maybe my leg is not hitting first? OR maybe I am pulling my elbow in? I get into my last and final throw, completely ready to turn on anything I had left and threw 12.71. Better but not satisfied at all.

Next we have long jump! Another money event of mine but the least consistent. My warmups were looking great and I was ready to go! I get my mind together telling myself that I don’t have to do anything that I have not already done before. 1,2,3,4,5,6..,1,2,3,4,5,6, …4,3,2, BOOM I take off the board for a foul. I shake off sand, move my mark back a little and gear up for jump 2. I do the same thing controlled and aggressive more importantly ready to stay aggressive into my jump. I count down and take off but nothing happens. My leg drags in the sand and its like my whole body went to mush. I jump 16 feet 6 inches, WAY under my PR and average jump even if i have a deathly sickness. I walk out of the sand pit in shock, sit down and ask God what the heck is going on. I prop my legs up and sit until my last attempt.

At this point I am ready to just bring it… I mean there was no way that I was going out with a 16 foot jump and i could not possibly jump worse could I? I gear up and come down the run way using the approach I have done every single day for the past 5 months. I take off in a great position, keep my arms moving, extend out into the sand, roll over and out of the pit. That HAD to be better I thought… I walk to the side and listen for the official to read the mark. 4.99 my heart drops and I immediately start to tear up. Did I really just jump 16 feet again. There was NO WAY The jumped felt better and looked further. I walk back to my stuff, head held down in complete shame and disappointment.. more so embarrassment.

I knew it was over at that point I had ruined my score and attempt to PR over all. I called my coach in the middle of comp ( which its illegal to have electronics in the infield) but I didn’t even care. Im in the middle of the comp BALLING quietly trying to figure out what to say because I had no reason to not jump well. I was not hurt?

He tells me that sometimes you just have “those” meets. Not even able to control tears at that point I walk with all of my stuff to a corner in the convention center trying to hide the tears rolling down face. Im way to strong to have my feelings hurt… right?  Trying to hold back I ask god what the heck he was doing right now because this is NOT the way this cookie was suppose to crumble.

My coach calls me back, choked up trying to hold it together he asks me if im ok. I answer him short trying to say the least amount of words as possible to stop from crying. He tells me ” Tiff, I know you are disappointed and you don’t want to hear this but this will all make since one day.” Just go out and finish it strong in the 800.

Any one who knows me can agree that after destroying any possible chance of me scoring well that LAST thing I wanted to do was run an 800 with a bunch of girls 12 seconds faster than my PR in the event.

I tell him ok, and continue crying. My roommate for USA indoors comes up and tries her best to comfort me and tells me that if I don’t run this I will regret it. She is a 60m Hurdler so the pain of an 800 is unknown lol.

I toe the line in arena and the gun goes off. I try not to even think about the time im coming through at, I just wanted to look at the girls ponytail in front of me and go. That lasted for about 500m of the race and I surly faded away into last. I did finish strong and did not even collapse a the end but it was still not a good run.

I finished the pent that day with every monday  (puke session) workout in mind, waking up at 5:20am to get to weights, and 4 hr long practices, all lost in the tears of disappointment time and time again. I go to the restroom and just cry to myself and ask God what was I suppose to get from this?? All I wanted to do was be top 5 its not like I was going out to be an american record holder ( which actually happened to one of the girls lol ).

I packed my stuff up got a massage, and still continued crying as I did a cool down and stretched. With red eyes and a bag, I walk back head down to my hotel room holding a dead phone, and beyond saddened spirit.

The moral of this is …. well I am still not sure lol maybe God has something better in store for me? I have been told by multiple people that this year has to be good or I should give this up…   To me its not about indoor or outdoor. Its about being able to compete at an elite level and doing well to give him glory because I love it. There are a lot of people that wish that they could make it to USA indoor championships to even get the chance to do bad lol. And here I am crying over getting last place with a finish 300 points under what I scored in the pent to get there ( sarcasm)…

I guess it comes to this, God was still there when I jumped 16 feet, the same way he was there when I jumped 19 and he will be there when i jump 20 feet! I feel like when I  don’t do well he just leaves me out for wolves because he is busy paying attention to the people that  everyone tells me by action or voice”matter more”.

Well guys this is FALSE! because everyone matters. I may not be a world class multi now, but that does not mean I won’t be the best USA one that I am capable of. Yes I will fall short at times, it will hurt, I will cry, and will face embarrassment, but that does not mean that your dreams stop and  your talents are taken. The fight is being beaten and getting back up. You will never appreciate what it means to make it if you have never failed trying.

So as I pack up and leave New Mexico I know that nothing changes. I will still be the first one on the field and the last one. I will still praise God for his blessings. And most importantly I will thank God for the ability to use me and my heartaches to show his grace and love to smile and be joyful in others accomplishments as I wait patiently for mine.

Trust, Faith and Hope in what you have had and what you will have!

Thoughts for outdoor:

Realize that you ARE an elite USA Multi to COMPETE like one!

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Mt. Sac Recap

Well it has been a long 4 days of track and field. It’s so awesome to get out there and put it all on the track.

The heptathlon was fun until I got to long jump lol. It’s so mentally hard to make yourself go again and brush off an event that didn’t go to well. I even think I might have shed a tear or two hahha. It’s all apart of being a multi! You have to be able to be ok being consistently average at 7 events and before you know it you are at a PB score for the day!

I thank god that I have some awesome ppl around me!! I love that at the end of the day you have; Kev and Barnett who will tell you not to be upset because your 7 average events are getting better and the big score is there, Bryan who is just happy in general that you finished, John who makes you get in your only fair throw in jav so you don’t no mark, the best friends and apu teammates that wipe your tears away and tell you to keep your faith, Dom who everyday leading up to the hep talked trash to you during warmup, and Jake who stays around in the sun all day to coach/ help you get a pr in your weakest and mentally tough event.

When it’s all said and done, god has placed so many great people around me and I’m more than blessed each day I get a chance to hang out with them and compete for ME for HIM.

S/O to the Mt. Sac competitors: Bean and Vic for their solid runs this weekend ! 🙂 Jake for his upcoming vault season after the elite session Saturday, and Ced for his B trials qualifier in hurdles!

Till next time,
Romans 8:23-25

Mt. Sac weekend

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Well the past couple of meets have been going well. Practice has been good and the work is put in! Tomorrow is the start of the my first hep of the year.

I’m not sure what to think because I’m not really nervous lol. God has done some amazing things this year and I’m excited to put it to work. It’s funny how I think that this time last year I was wearing two hamstring sleeves trying to figure out what god could have possibly had In store for me because it was not what I wanted.

Now I get a chance to do a multi where I can honestly say I know what I’m doing lol not just praying that I hopefully throw far or jump far or run fast. I can just DO… Because when I “try” instead of just doing I put a small bit of fear that I can not achieve it in the back of my mind. I will no longer try anything…

I’m simply going to DO it for me, for him!

It’s going to be an awesome weekend on the oval… My favs Vic and Bethany are chasing their Olympic trials qualifiers! Top heps and decs in the multi, Bryan Clay invite and book signing , Mt. Sac elite vault and open races!!!!

Got the multi girls Bre, Meg’s and Em getting after it tomorrow at 10 am ! AndCasey for his last go around as a cougar! Let’s get it !

ITYJ