I took part in a lot of fun activities while growing up and I loved everything I did, but undeniably, running outdid them all. Running taught me some hidden truths about life. It was my first love. It was my meditation and my therapy. I donβt believe I cared half as much about the competitive aspect of track and field, as I did the way it felt during and after a race/work out; breaking through friction, running past what I thought was my limit, the feel of the rubber track under my spikes, the hot air surrounding my flushed face at the end of each set, lactic acid to turn overs, and the love/hate relationship with mega twos. Most of all, it came with discipline and lessons that could be carried into every area of life.
It was never about the competition, the medals, t-shirts, or prize at the end. It was about the two white lines on either side of me and the finish line before me. It was about owning the space that was given to me, and breaking the boundaries without ever stepping over the lines. I became a different person during each race, and it was almost a Narnia to me, a different-magical-world. I didnβt need words or attitudes to prove anything. I had an assigned space, and allotted time to give everything I had and leave my mark on that track. Win or lose, the exhilaration was β¦ something inexplicable.
It was a glimpse, a passing moment, a short period of time that once lost could not be taken back.
I stopped running at 17, and didnβt follow through due various uncontrollable events. Nevertheless, life itself can be summed up in similar ways. You have a space and an allotted time, what you do with it will determine the mark you leave behind, Your legacy.
There are rules of course, as in racing also in life. There will always be rules. Staying within your white lines is a must, because the minute you step over the line youβll be disqualified. I call these position, abilities/skills/talents and resources. Consider where you are, what youβre able to do, and what resources are available to you to help accomplish the best. Use what you have. Where you are is your pulpit. Not where he, she or your next door neighbour is. Stepping over the line is when you compare yourself to what the next person has and where theyβre at. The minute you begin to compete with anyone other than yourself, youβve disqualified yourself from the race. Youβve deemed yourself βnot good enoughβ.
Rule number two is the allotted time. You only get one chance at life, however long or short it may be. In saying that you have to remember that there are principles to follow; a good start is vital, every second counts,and βslow and steady wins the raceβ is an absolute load of ****. You donβt have time to turtle your way through life. Think of a 100m dash. If youβre in the blocks after the gun is fired, pondering what technique youβll use, the race will be over before you get into βsetβ position. Likewise, if you stumble at the beginning of the 100m dash, seriously, youβre screwed. (It is what it is, and I couldnβt think of better words). Thereβs a time and place to plan and prepare. I call it practice. Itβs like studying before an exam, rehearsing before a show, editing before publishing. You do the prepping BEFORE the race, not during.
Three-but probably the most important one-donβt let anyone steal your destiny. Sometimes we lose out on important goals by allowing the wrong people/things/activities into our lives. If itβs taking a lot out of you, causing you distraction, and/or keeping you from achieving your goals, ITS GOTTA GO! If someone starts to get controlling, abusive and decides what you should and shouldnβt do, let them go. If they give you ultimatums between your goals/desires/destiny and them, let them go. Youβll eventually realize that they were the mistake anyway, so get rid of the distraction and fix your eyes on the finish line. Itβs better to smile at your achievements than to feel nostalgic about a better time.
Last but not least, finish the race. Giving up is never ok. Whether youβre panting, crying, bleeding or crawling, you had better cross that finish line. Thereβs nothing more unattractive and uninspiring than throwing the towel in. Even if it takes you a whole day longer than everyone else, still finish. Finish what you started. That degree? Get it! That project? Fix it, perfect it, do it whatever it takes, and launch it. That book youβve been half writing? Finish it. That goal, that passion, that desire that never goes away? Do something about it, make it happen. Donβt ever leave a talent untapped and donβt ever leave a dream on the shelf. Shoot out of the blocks and finish the race. As my coach Dagger used to always say,βLeave it all on the track!β
Now, runners to your marksβ¦ Get setβ¦
GO!
August 28,2014.
R. A. Douglas
-I don’t normally post writing like this, but I’ve already posted this one on my tumblr account, and since it was a spirit of the moment piece I went for it. Happy reading! π
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Very good blog post with an inspiring message. Everyone take a couple of minutes and read it.
Really needed to hear this right now. Thanks
Np. Glad it helps. π
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YUM…THOSE LACTIC ACID BUILD-UP BOBBLES!!!! π
Good analogy you made of running and turned it into helpful tools to have in life.
Although a medal once in a while for hard work doesnΒ΄t really hurt π
A medal is definitely a reward. I agree. But it is somewhat to receive one, gracefully and humbly, when you’re that you can only control what happens in your own lane. π thank you for reading it.
Was a nice read, my pleasure
Last week I spontaneously took off in a jog around the block, and ended up continuously running. Thanks for reminding me how freeing this kinetic movement is for mind and spirit as well as body! Wrote about it too: http://vonsimeon.com/2014/09/14/physically-fit-and-mentally-shattered/ Enjoy your day! π
That’s awesome! Thank you for reading.
Very well written. I enjoyed the content a lot. Than you!
Thank you.
Hello. you liked one of my posts…I always go & peek at who likes my stuff!!… I like your style! … it’s fresh and vivid and from the heart and different to some of the practised and precise poets that live on WordPress. Don’t get me wrong, I like & read a lot of their stuff too… but you have a refreshing way of running with your words!!! thanks..
Thank you.
You write really well. And I loved reading this one. I have a similar relation with exams…
Thank you.