earlier this year i was house hunting, my mortgage guy has given up on me and my realtor doesn't even send me homes anymore. and for once i'm okay with it all. i'm calm, at peace and happy. i'm indecisive about everything except running.
for the past few months while training for this insane 50 mile run i've also been vey much at peace with myself. a zen or something not typical of me. i let it roll because that is what happens when you are passionate or perhaps crazy. i hit 17 miles on the trail last weekend and wondered what the hell i got myself into.
it hurt, a lot. my mind was telling me no, while my body was telling me yes. and then i did what i always do on mental challenges, i thought about the person most important to me, the person i never want to disappoint. and that got me through the last painful 6 miles. i remember thinking 17 miles is nothing compared to the 50 in less than 8 weeks.
in my entire career of endurance racing (racing term used lightly) i've never had someone push me through anything, unless out of pure spite. but this time was different. this time i knew i, me, could and will kick this 50 milers ass.
utah is my home. i got here because of spite and found that this is where i need to be at this moment, in this time. and for the first time in 5 years, i'm happy. really, really happy. with myself and the added bonus is that i've found a non spiteful person to push me through to the finish.
happiness is within ourselves and once we find it there is no letting go. what we once thought we knew, is nothing like what is actually ahead of us.
for the past few months while training for this insane 50 mile run i've also been vey much at peace with myself. a zen or something not typical of me. i let it roll because that is what happens when you are passionate or perhaps crazy. i hit 17 miles on the trail last weekend and wondered what the hell i got myself into.
it hurt, a lot. my mind was telling me no, while my body was telling me yes. and then i did what i always do on mental challenges, i thought about the person most important to me, the person i never want to disappoint. and that got me through the last painful 6 miles. i remember thinking 17 miles is nothing compared to the 50 in less than 8 weeks.
in my entire career of endurance racing (racing term used lightly) i've never had someone push me through anything, unless out of pure spite. but this time was different. this time i knew i, me, could and will kick this 50 milers ass.
utah is my home. i got here because of spite and found that this is where i need to be at this moment, in this time. and for the first time in 5 years, i'm happy. really, really happy. with myself and the added bonus is that i've found a non spiteful person to push me through to the finish.
happiness is within ourselves and once we find it there is no letting go. what we once thought we knew, is nothing like what is actually ahead of us.
