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Olympics Say it All

I'm going to let the Olympics speak, for the most part, this week. I don't think there is anything I can say about my training that could even match up with some of the editorial pieces that can be seen while watching the Olympics.

Honestly, I was found whining and upset about my run on Saturday. There were many factors that impacted my attitude but when I spent some of my Saturday and Sunday watching the Olympics, I recognized I had nothing to fret about. So many people spend their days taxing their bodies for a living while I do it as a hobby. Rather than beat myself up about my shape, my speed,, I am going to congratulate myself for my persistence and accomplishments. I will not be winning any gold medals, but I have been winning self confidence and sense of accomplishment during this journey.

Two Amazing Athletes!
One of the things I am most proud of is my ability to take feedback, let it hang out there and own my misgivings. We are all human and there is always an opportunity for self reflection. Every time I push my body a little farther than where I thought it could go, I am expanding my mind and learning something about myself. The Olympics are amazing because many of the people who participate know they have no chance to win the event but they show up, toe the line and persevere. Why do they do this? Because of the personal accomplishment, to represent their country and because of personal pride.

I will be sad when the Olympics end because I will have to wait two years for the next winter Olympics and four years for the next summer games but what I have learned from this set of games is that it doesn't matter what sport you play, every time you challenge yourself you win.

Side Note

I can't finish up this blog without mentioning my two trips that have thrown a wrench in my training plans. Working out on treadmills, in the heat, on the road in the midst of work can take its toll. So what would you do while on the road? I train as much as I can and then enjoy a bit of the local flavors (literally). Here is a picture of the BBQ pit at the restaurant we frequented tonight.


Comments

  1. This is an awesome post! I am tired of you traveling! You need to come home soon! I think Kara & Shalane showed the true meaning of team when Kara helped her off the track at the finish. Those women are amazing! I too will be sad when the Olympics are over - spoilers or not.

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  2. That BBQ pit looks awesome!

    A very wise post - and a good take away from the Olympics that I hadn't thought of!

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