An award recognizes something you did; it does not assign everything you must become.

Recognition arrives attached to a description, and the description can quietly turn into a job. You are now the person who does that, and the next choice gets weighed against whether it fits, whether it disappoints anyone, whether it looks like a step down from the thing you were honoured for. What was praise becomes a set of expectations you never agreed to.

Enjoy the recognition for what it actually was, a judgment about a piece of finished work. Then choose the next thing on its own merits, including the option of something small, unrelated, or that nobody will notice.