After finishing yesterday's race, I think I have a stronger understanding of what the "fictional" poem is saying. After weeks and months of planning and training, the race is over in an instant. As excited as I am to be free of training runs, and as happy as I was after finishing the 4+ hour jog yesterday, there's something disappointing about achieving your goals because it inevitably leads to the question "now what"? Miley Cryus wants said "there's always gonna be another mountain", but she was a little unclear on where the next mountain could be found and how to reach it. When you finally finish your season, or watch the last episode of your show, or get the grade you wanted, or when your team wins the Super Bowl, or even when you graduate from high school, it won't be long until you think "now what"?
And so as I take today to rest up, I think about where to go next. Do I pick another race immediately to fill the void? Do I find a new chore to throw myself into? Or do I take a few goal-less days to simply see what happens? As my 112 seniors approach the Summer of 2014 (a season I'm sure they never thought would actually arrive), maybe they should start thinking about what they'll do after the credits roll and this little sitcom called high school comes to an end. Will they, like in the poem Ozymandias, find themselves boasting after old ruins, or will they have already found their next mountain and their new goals? In the mean time, let's all enjoy the final 22 days of the year.