Stubbornness is so problematic... And it eats away at you. It masks fear and rearranges logic. It's the voice in you're head that denies reality just for that pertinent moment of decision making. It stops you from looking both ways before crossing the street because you didn't hear anything coming. It sends you on that last lap around the track when you know dam well you're done and now risking injury. It's the motivator for greatness 2% of the time. It's your date with destiny the other 98%.
Stubbornness and I have a grand long winded history. We've seen each other through the most dire moments of weakness and pain. We've carried the torch together through road blocks and past failure. I owe a great deal to it. I have friends that call me a 'high-maintenance' blind girl, because I can't stand to pass up on things. But yesterday stubbornness and I switched roles. Usually (pardon the language) she's my bitch, yesterday - she put me back in my place. She reminded me just how mortal (and dumbassed) I am.
My 7km trail run, solo guilt inspired because I passed on hills in the rain; turned quickly into a 5km trail run. The above tree greeted me ever so gracefully with a not so gentle tap on the head. It reminded me of the kick in the pants that karma gives you when you know you deserve it. Ego bruised, I retreated home. Now fully embracing my new founded reality of life, liberty and the need of guide runners. More importantly the need to ask for help and not be so stubborn all the time.
Stubbornness can carry you only so far, love takes you the last dash. Stubbornness can breed isolation. Nearly 33 years into this life and I'm still learning the value of community and shared spirit. Peace to you in your running. Share it with someone you love and bring a smile to their lives too.
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Amazing piece of writing! Not just a lesson for runners, but for us all.
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