Beyond the Finish Line: What Happens When the Endorphins Fade
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Are you an athlete transitioning from a career in sport and silently struggling along the way? Or perhaps you didn’t realize how you would feel when your athletic career ended and how difficult transitioning to life beyond would be.
You are not alone. Krista’s forthright tell-all of her journey to the 2012 Summer Olympic rowing
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Beyond the Finish Line - Krista Guloien
Introduction
It is now 2016 and I have been retired from full-time sport since April 2013, leaving my sport on a high after winning a silver medal for Canada in rowing women’s eights. In some ways, I feel like I left that life a long time ago. In other ways, it feels as though I am just on an extended break from the life I lived so intensely for so long. My sport career was a once-in-a-lifetime journey, filled with ups and downs. Physically and emotionally, I was tested beyond anything I could have imagined. That is until I retired and was faced with the challenge of rebranding myself and figuring out what to focus my time and energy on next.
Racing creates a physiological dose of endorphins, which numb the pain and induce a euphoric state that fades fast beyond the finish line. Following my sport career, my life has been filled with ups and downs that have led me to immense personal growth and progress. I have realized that the struggle of working outside my comfort zone is really where the magic happens. I don’t always welcome it, but I have never looked back and thought it wasn’t worth it for some reason or another. I have now started to seek challenges in my everyday life. Telling this story is part of my journey beyond the finish line.
Meeting new people and making connections have been critical to my development, especially as I work to rebrand myself and try to find my way
Recently, I attended an event to announce to the media that the Americas Master Games were to be held in Vancouver. My thought and intention was that I would go and make some good connections, as well as support a local sporting event. Ironically, it launched me into an unexpected emotional tailspin. Firstly, mingling and networking with strangers is not my forte, but it is a great skill to have. Meeting new people and making connections have been critical to my development, especially as I work to rebrand myself and try to find my way. Even if I feel shy, I put myself into the networking scenario at least once per month, if not weekly. This was a great opportunity and I had a great conversation with another former Olympian. It was relatable and constructive, but it brought up emotional baggage that I had clearly been suppressing.
An hour and a half later, I was driving away feeling an overwhelming sense of anxiety. I was panic-stricken, with an elevated heart rate and a racing mind thinking about all the work I still had to do in order to figure out my life and future. I was being bombarded by fear.
While I have been working on many different projects, I have not been making a steady income. Financial validation and security was not something I experienced in my career on Canada’s women’s rowing team. I was happy to leave a low-income lifestyle behind. Unfortunately, it has taken me a lot longer than I would have imagined to create the stability I crave. Experiences, like the one I had at this media event, instigated insecurities and questions, and I got myself wound up to a place where I felt like I was going to vomit with emotion.
Luckily, my sister Marla was at my house when I got home and she reminded me that she could relate to everything that I was saying. I was not alone.
I am in a mad panic and rush to get to this place where I feel I’ll be deemed successful, but what does success look like? Why do I not feel successful yet? Perhaps as an athlete, I am addicted to lofty goals and big achievements and nothing is ever going to be enough. Without the next dangling carrot in my sights, I am lost. In many ways, my Olympic success haunts me. How will I ever top it?
I am not satisfied if I am not reaching for something hard or challenging. I am driven by the deep-seated drive to achieve. It is not an option to be complacent. The pressure I put on myself is exhausting and I know there are other people out there struggling and doing this to themselves as well. At times, being in my own head is so overwhelming that it makes me want to go home and lie in bed with my dogs rather than face the world.
Will I be able to speak to large groups of people and sound like a genuine version of myself?
Writing a book became my dangling carrot. I pursued writing this story, my story, in the hopes of unmasking the somewhat-taboo topic of athletes and their immense struggle after retiring from a career in sport. Writing a book, teaching spin, and public speaking in an effort to help others through my experiences are now my new pursuits.
My internal dialogue is not always positive or supportive of my quest. I am wondering if I am a good-enough writer. Will I be able to speak to large groups of people and sound like a genuine version of myself? Will I be able to work through the nerves that will inevitably come from putting myself out there? Do I have to do a lot of networking in order to get speaking engagements? I hate networking. That further begs the question of whether I am pursuing what I should be pursuing. Will I love what I do when my career gets up and running? Do I even like writing and speaking to large groups? My mind is busy non-stop.
It is hard for my support system to help me answer these personal questions, because the answers ultimately need to be answered by me and me alone. I sometimes wish that someone could just tell me what to do. With my marching orders, I could confidently go in the direction I am instructed; but that is not the way it works. If that were the case, I would probably hate that too. I want to metaphorically write my life story and be in control, but in fear I realize I am in a vulnerable place from which to operate. It is an unsure place where it is tough to direct energy effectively.
In life, there is no pathway that does not include self-doubt, overanalysis, self-critique, low moments, feeling overwhelmed, and questions of whether we should quit and move on. It is all part of the quest to be better. Most of us forget these benchmark moments when we are on the other side. I forgot that I had them when I was rowing, but I did.
In one of my panic-stricken conversations with my sister when I was downloading all my worries to her, she needed to remind me that I had had moments like these when I was rowing as well. She looked at me in shock when I said I didn’t remember them. I don’t remember either feeling that doubtful of what I was pursuing or of myself, I told her.
With her assistance, I realized that I have constructed a story with my memories, almost like a fairy tale. I recalled that I never questioned if rowing was what I should be pursuing. It sounds so good, doesn’t it? But I was fooling myself and she called me out for it.
As she remembers it, I would call home at least once or twice a month crying and questioning what I was doing. As memories started to come out of the woodwork for me, I started to recall what she was saying. It was surreal for me that I somehow had repressed this part of my rowing journey. I did have low moments. I did call and question what the heck I was doing. Do I have what it takes? Does the coach believe in me? Am I going fast enough to make the team? Would everything I’ve sacrificed and all of the hard work pay off or am I going to be coming home with nothing?
It was so hard on some days that I didn’t think I would be able to push through. It was strange to me that it literally took my sister to call me out and remind me of all the tearful phone calls I’d made to her, as well as to the rest of my family, about my fears and worries before I remembered having any in my rowing journey.
We all doubt ourselves and only we can choose how we respond to our doubts.
We willingly take a risk in hanging on to our dreams despite the outcome. In the low moments our worries will plague us, but only briefly. I wonder if I used to call my sister to release these feelings so that I could let them go. Perhaps that is why I don’t remember them. It is healthy and necessary to crack and be vulnerable with someone we are comfortable with. I think it is important to admit our thoughts and feelings so we can go forward and move on.
I never did anything but move forward as a rower despite feeling like I didn’t know what might happen around the next turn. It is not like I ever did anything with these doubts and these questions. I was never going to pack up and walk away. It was always a risk that I wouldn’t make the team and not go to the Olympics, but quitting wasn’t an option.
I feel no differently about my quest for success as an author and a speaker now.
Inspirational clips and motivational quotes conjure the belief that successful people are exempt from self-doubt and internal conflict. WRONG! We all doubt ourselves and only we can choose how we respond to our doubts. Do we push on, do we back down, or do we avoid this experience altogether by never starting?
How is it that I thought my past in rowing was exempt from these struggles? In transition I have lost myself. I forget what it was like to pursue something from the start and my expectation is that I want success now, not in time, but RIGHT NOW. In my darkest moments I am horribly impatient and panicked about where my life is taking me.
The day after my meltdown, I felt better and more at peace. It was ironic because nothing had changed. It became a valid lesson that even when we feel like everything is falling apart, chances are everything is not falling apart and the feelings will pass. With time and some mental clarity, we feel better.
Three days after my networking meltdown, I felt a wave of acceptance and appreciation for all that I have. I am hard on myself, arguably too hard on myself. I realize that on my worst days, I am dwelling on what I am missing in my life and not on all that is good.
On that Friday, as I rode my bike with my other sister, Leah, I realized that I am in a unique point in my life. I have a great family that has been emotionally and financially supportive of my transition from sport and it is all going to work out. It may take more time than I want, but transition is a process much like the process of becoming an Olympic rower, which took me many years. It is important to remember the process when we are feeling a panicked sense of rush toward wherever we are headed. We need to know that these feelings are heightened in the moment and the panic will pass. When we are focusing on what we don’t have, a simple tweak in our perspective could take us to thoughts of what we do have.
I have written this book to share what I learned from my journey as an Olympic athlete, but just as important is what I have learned in my time after my career concluded as a full-time athlete training for the Olympics. Although there have been many times I was convinced I was the only one struggling through my transition from sport, I know that is not the case. If I can help one person to feel comfortable in their transition, maybe even laugh at the awkwardness and tackle one of the many new challenges coming their way, then I have succeeded!
Photo By: Mike Murray
Chapter 1
Being Selected to Row in London
There was one final round of selection leading up to the London 2012 Summer Olympics. This would end up being for my seat in Canada’s women’s eight rowing team. We were months out from the games and it came down to a race between me and one of my teammates. Two of us would compete for one seat. A handful of races over two days would determine the fate of my every hope and dream. All the training, previous selections, and countless races at home and away came together in those final moments. Either I would make it or I wouldn’t.
I had made every national team from 2006, but I almost didn’t make the London 2012 team. From the outside, it would have seemed that I obviously would be there, but behind the walls of the training centre, I was fighting tooth and nail. It is cruel
and unusual because although we appear at lead-up events (for example, the send-off dinner in Toronto) and take team photos, we don’t even know if we are going anywhere but home with a broken heart. We are literally walking on eggshells.
It is not a given, as nothing is, but I got a very heightened sense of this when I was trying to make the 2012 Olympic team. The pool of candidates to represent Canada in the women’s eight was small, and the margin of difference between one rower and the next was minimal—mere seconds. When it came down to it, we really had nine athletes for eight seats. You would think that makes for pretty good odds, but it didn’t feel that way when I knew I could be the one of nine with no seat. Just because something has happened before does not predict what will happen in the future and the pre-Olympic selection time in London, Ontario was the