2014

Every year on January first people feel different, hopeful, a chance for a fresh start. New year equals new beginnings and the motivation this day brings is incomparable to any other day of the year.  If you think about it this day is not different to any other day, the swedish mist is just as present, the temperature just as low and the hours of daylight the same as yesterday.
Still on this day the presence of the word change lingers in the air so strong you could almost touch it.  As I woke up early at my friend Hanna’s apartment in Gothemburg and made my way through the almost deserted streets to catch a train back to Stockholm I couldn’t help but feel the same kind of feeling myself. Normally I’m the kind of girl who would say something like “Why do you need a new year to change something when you could do it on any day?” but the feeling I felt today is not about change, not about some new years resolution that is supposed to make me skinnier or richer. What crept upon me this morning was a feeling of excitement for what 2015 will bring, a desire and drive to do good things and to grow.
For me 2014 was my favorite year yet (Although I guess I say that every year… Okay maybe the year when I turned five was pretty good too since I learnt both how to read and how to ride a bike). The past year was my first doing what I’ve been wanting to do ever since I was 13 and first picked up a wakeboard: I got to spend a season in America. With my heart filled with expectations of what the summer would bring I returned to Europe in October having reached more than I could ever have imagined. Both amazing things in the form and shape of new tricks, new friends and an understanding about the wakeboarding community but also with ends of relationships, injuries of friends and a lot of unpleasant but very useful life experiences.
I can honestly say that I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished this year and I thank my lucky star every day that I am able to live this life. I am so grateful for the continued support of my sponsors and the motivation they give me by pushing me to become a better rider, athlete, person and for my family who always supports me in my dreams, even though my dreams are so different to “the way you are supposed to do things”.

Hopefully I managed to share and spread my feeling of motivation this morning, I hope you have a wonderful start to 2015 and thanks for reading my rambling though!

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