I woke up this morning and decided that I didn’t feel like running because of one reason or another. “Marathon, smarathon!” I thought.
Anyway, I just finished watching a talk with Aimee Mullins, who is a double amputee, and a world-class runner. She talked about everyone who has been involved in the progression towards her goal and how it wasn’t just about her — but a collective achievement between her and her coaches, and her friends and family, etc.
I’ve officially run (not punny) out of excuses.
Edit: It’s “have run” with the past participle not “have run” with the past tense. Thanks, Jessica.
I’m pretty sure I do a comparative analysis of myself far too often. I’ll sit down and review what I’ve done in the past week or month(s) and see what I’ve actually accomplished in a similar time frame previously. That alone is enough to wreck my spirits for a while.
Then, every so often, I happen to come across stories like that individual you mentioned. Or this guy who does various Ironman’s and Marathons with his son who has cerebral palsy. These are the stories that restore my faith in humanity. They remind me that people are capable of extraordinary things and are constantly heeding the call to go above and beyond.
Thank you very much, Millie. You’ve made me realize I should go do things with my time. Even if they aren’t things that are going to shatter the boundaries of human possibilities, I should at least try. Right?
You should always “at least” try. Can’t do much more than that sometimes!
That was a good talk
kudos. Millie, You’re my anti-lazy.
You mean you have run out of excuses?
Talk to you soon, like this weekend.
UM WOW. Thanks love.
You’re more than welcome.