I haven’t shown up here the way I used to.
For a while, I told myself I just needed better time management. If I structured my days better, I’d have more time to focus on my passion: running and growing my coaching into a business. The truth is more layered.
The company I worked for was acquired and my future was uncertain. In November 2024, I changed companies with the goal of continuing to climb the corporate finance ladder with a pathway becoming a director and maybe a VP one day.
But the role wasn’t what I expected. Without the team support I was used to, the pace and pressure felt different. I burned out faster than I ever had before.
By June 2025, I stepped away.
I thought leaving corporate finance would create more space: more time to race, write, and build 2run4. Instead, stepping into my role as Training Programs Manager at Fleet Feet DFW stretched me in new ways. I love what I’m doing and seeing runners accomplish goals they once thought were impossible is incredibly rewarding.
But this season hasn’t scaled the way I imagined. Some ideas like membership benefit expansions and new group training programs have been scratched or put on hold. I assumed I’d be more consistent with my own running content and coaching education. Instead, much of my energy has gone toward building behind the scenes.
Growth is still happening. It just looks different than I expected.
I haven’t raced as much lately. And when I do race, I want the recap to mean something – not just splits and photos, but context and reflection. When I don’t have the time to write it the way I envision it, I default to not writing at all.
Then a month ago, my father passed away.
My dad spent his twenties surviving Cambodia’s civil war and Khmer Rouge genocide between 1972 and 1981. Eventually he fled and escaped to America. He carried trauma and PTSD long before those terms were openly discussed. Losing him has shifted my perspective.
Grief is strange. Some days feel grounded and clear. Others feel heavier than expected. What it has given me is clarity about what matters.
I care less about titles, optics, and timelines. I care more about impact and showing up for the people who care and invest in me. Sometimes I spread myself thin splitting my attention and I’m not present when I need to be.
But I live to learn and learn to live. That shift has influenced 2run4.
This blog started as a place to document race recaps: the training, breakthroughs, and lessons learned along the way. I still want that because those races mattered. They deserve to be remembered and documented.
But consistency may look different going forward. The blog itself may become more long-form and race-specific. I also want to provide something practical and useful based on what I’m building weekly with athletes in a shorter and consistent form.
Only if time permits and only if I can do it well.
Leaving corporate finance wasn’t just a career decision; it was an identity adjustment. Losing my father wasn’t just a loss; it was an inheritance of perspective. Stepping into Fleet Feet wasn’t just a job change; it was a responsibility to community.
I’m still figuring out what balance looks like. Still learning how to build something meaningful without burning out. Still learning how to process grief while leading others.
But I’m here.
2run4 isn’t going anywhere. It may evolve. It may look different. But the heart of it – growth through running and redefining performance beyond the medals, results, and social media likes – remains.
If there’s something you’d genuinely like to see more of, whether it’s recaps, training breakdowns, behind-the-scenes of events, or reflections like this – I’d love to know and hear from you.
More updates coming soon.
I promise 🫡
