This picture says a lot. I saw it in the Daily Morning Awesomeness today. It pretty much sums up how I feel at some of the half marathons I run. You know, the non-massive halves made up of predominately faster runners.
A few miles into the race, you notice there are not too many people behind you. In those with out-and-backs, you start passing the masses on their way back to the finish line. They are bounding like gazelles being chased by a leopard, while I had long since been devoured.
However, this picture says more than that. The lagging runner has knocked over four hurdles. He did not quit after the first or the second. He kept going through the third and fourth, and looks to be well on his way to taking out the last three. Heck, it doesn’t even look ylike he broke stride.
He is on the track, rather than being relegated to the sidelines or bleachers. I feel my running is kind of like this guy. I made the choice to get off the sidelines and step down from the bleachers. I am not the fastest runner, or even close. However, for almost two years, my wife and I have faced several hurdles to our running: Busy work life, injury, kids’ activities, weather, laziness, etc. Yet, we have not let those hurdles derail our running or our goals. They have slowed us down a step here or there, but we have not let them stop us.
Such is running, such is life. Both throw hurdles your way. How you deal with them determines your outcome. Do you give up after the first, or do you charge through to see what’s on the other side? I hope I can be like the guy in the picture and punish those suckers along the way. . .