I have had my feelings hurt a few times in the last week (sometimes I’m a little sensitive). By friends. By clients. By loved ones. And relevant to these posts, by a perfect stranger.
Saturday I was out at the lake and I passed an elderly lady who was walking, who saw fit to inform me that I would never finish a long run doing intervals. I quietly said, “well, actually, I ran a marathon this way.” She snorted, “well, it must have taken you all day.” Um, yeah. Not all day, but as I told her, it did take me a long time. This lady who described herself as a “decades long runner” took one look at me and decided I was clearly destined to fail. (No, I didn’t trip her. I sped up and ran away from any more of her “advice.”)
So today, I really needed this note from another runner: http://rulesforrunning.com/2014/10/28/thank-you-from-the-front-of-the-pack-to-the-back/
I had to try to read this three times before I could do it without tearing up. (Thanks for the share, Jodi!) I’m not a good runner. But I’m still a runner, even though I’ll never win a race, and even if it does take me all damn day to finish.
I’ll never be a top ten fundraiser, either, but I’ve still raised some money for the cause. If you’d like to contribute, the link is http://pages.teamintraining.org/ntx/wdw15/estepp. No amount is too small. And thank you, again, for each of you who has bought a ticket or pjs or donated to the cause over the last few years. I’m not sure I could ever believe in myself if your donations didn’t show me that all of you believe in me, too.