There nothing like re-reading your own post to make you realize how much of a douche you sound like...and are acting like. Especially when I look back on my feelings of the first night for each and every clinic that I've been a part of.
I'm going to go with me over reacting to what were some well meant words. It would appear that that chip on my shoulder hasn't really diminished...it seems to be growing...and if I'm totally honest some of the people who rubbed me the wrong way last night, rub me the wrong way all the time.
Here's what I know; at heart they're good people. Can I blame them for acting the way they do? No. People tend to assume that every runner facing a new task feels the way they did when they faced it. I just happen to be a freak...plus I have a secret they don't know. It's the 50K that scares the crap out of me.
I feel that with hard work and smart training I will finish my first full in the 5 hour range...maybe longer maybe a lot longer. It's whatever works. I intend to enjoy the experience and get the most that I can out of the course. I don't want to push full out when I'm tackling a 50km 3 weeks later.
What I need to remember is that every perceived slight is going to make me tougher. Every time my feelings get hurt I need to suck it up and use it for fuel. If they don't think I can do something? Fine. I'll do it and show them. Besides, how cool would it be to actually be able to pull this off? I would be a supernova freaking rockstar!
or not.
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