And dammit, I like that I’m gritty enough to be out there. When conditions are really miserable, you just have to remember that your competitors are out there doing their workouts and rolling over and going back to sleep is tantamount to forfeiting the race. Every morning now I wake up and think about the three hour marathon. I’m tired and my head hurts and every muscle is achy and strained, but then I ask myself, “How bad do you want this?” The truth is, I really want it. I want it so badly it hurts.
Meanwhile, Beast finds inspiration in his cell phone:
It was as if no one was going to tell it that searching for a signal was futile and that it should just give up. This phone was going to continue to search for a signal no matter where it was and nothing was going to stop it from doing so. Such a single-mindedness of purpose! …
I am going to continue to search for my spot at this holy grail of races with my own single-mindedness, regardless of how outside factors say that this is impossible. I will be like my cellphone struggling to break through the steel, metal, concrete and glass in search for my own signal.
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