Anonymity

There's something to be said for the boycott of social media. I found myself yesterday the recipient of one of those fake FB status updates that results in a virtual chain letter that you must propagate by a fake status update yourself.

Ugh. What...are we in grade school?

I found myself seriously offended...to the point of anger, so I had to ask myself why i cared? Was it because they lied? Could be...I have a serious thing about lying. Shortly after that I logged off and stayed off for the rest of the night. It was quiet. I liked it.

For the first time in a long time I feel overexposed...the feeling that everyone knows more about me than I'd like. Don't get me wrong...I don't share all my feelings and shit...I just post my attempts at humor and of course all of my athletic endeavors just to piss off the couch potato's.

Okay sure I have this blog that, with luck no one will ever read...and lets be real I really hope no ones finds this. There's something cathartic about being able to put everything out there while not really putting anything out there.

I've found a new sense of power lately...and I'm pretty sure it comes from not telling people about my 50k run. I think that if i started telling people now it would be because I seek some sort of validation. I'm not...not at all...unless it comes from within. I feel stronger than I ever have before. When I hit a dead spot on the treadmill or during my run, I just seem to be able to push past it. It's so odd it's not even funny.

I feel confident with my upcoming winter 1/2 marathon that if the conditions don't suck, I might, just might be able to smash my PB again. It's like in my head I know that I won't have any trouble hitting 2:39 and 2:30 is easily attainable...hell I might even be able to hit a 2:2anything! Now that would be awesome.

We'll see.

All i know is that the desire to take myself offline is stronger than ever. I wish to be anonymous. Until that moment when I can drop that Ultra bomb on the table and walk away.