Well, it is springtime in the Wasatch and another battle rages outside.  Last week spring was in full bloom, mild temperatures, sunny days and I even saw a few spots of green grass.  Has that all changed, today I’m staring at twenty inches of fresh snow on my deck, more in some places and temperatures in the mid twenties.  While winter battles summer outside, the snow reminds me of a missed winter, a vision and how easy it is to loose sight of that vision.

The other day, my wife asked me a hypothetical question.  If it did not snow, she asked, would I want to remain in Park City, or move to another town where it snowed.  For such an easy question, I really had to think about the answer.  That got me thinking even more.  What happened, we moved here for the winters.  We moved for the proximity to the ski resorts and the abundance of winter activities.  After much thought, the answer, amazingly enough, was yes we would have to move.  I would try to talk her into moving to another ski town with winter sports.

What made the answer so difficult was the fact that I missed the entire winter season with an ACL injury.  The only thing I did all winter was rehab my knee indoors, go for the occasional snowshoe with my dog and watch the snowfall.  I could have done that anywhere.  Did we really need to live in a mountain town?

Winter at one time was my favorite season. How could I almost turn my back on all the fun of a fresh powder day?  How could I forget all the winter fun?  The point I am trying to make is, that it is amazing what a person can get use to.  Your life can be taken over by the mundane.  Don’t get me wrong, rehab is definitely not mundane, but it is not a powder day either.  In just six short months, after not being on the ski hill, I almost let my wife, hypothetically, talk me into overlooking the snow and heading south to, well, you pick the place.

I know it was only hypothetical, but I was ready to give up my winter vision just like that.  I know the only thing consistent in life is change, and missing a season is no big deal.  Sometimes, you must be willing to change, but sometimes you must deny change.  At times, you must be willing to stick to your guns and sometimes you must be willing to do a complete 180 to realize your vision for your life and your future.  You do have a vision for your future, don’t you?

You must have clarity of vision and a singularity of purpose.  What does your future look like and how are you going to get there?  The sooner you solidify what that looks like, the sooner you will know if you are on or off course to get there.  The easer it is to tell if the activity you are doing is a time waster or productive.

It is easy to get caught up in the everyday tasks of life.  Routinely doing non-essential tasks, or forgetting to achieve your vision.  It is easy to get sidetracked by little things like a torn ACL.  But, you must recognize them for what they are; mere speed bumps along the road to your dream.

I know what I want my life to look like, smell like, taste like and be like.  Yet, just because I missed one winter season I almost forgot what and why we moved here for in the first place.  It is very easy to do.

This year I can’t wait for that change.  I am ready to get back moving toward that vision.  I have no idea of when the first day of summer officially begins. I don’t know when the resorts close for the summer or what is the longest day of the year.  To tell you the truth I really don’t care.  For me, summer, spring, winter or whatever begins on May 7.  That is the day my doctor says I can return to sport.  May 7, the day I can see what kind of job he did putting my knee back together, and continue moving toward my vision.