Stand at the finish line of any marathon and you will observe many types of runners. Here are the two extremes of the spectrum:
1. The marathoners who cross the finish line with ease; barely sweating, huge smiles on their faces, and usually keep jogging a little ways past the finish line because, whatever, it was only a marathon.
2. The reluctant marathoners who hobble across the finish line looking like death; sweating like pigs, muttering every curse word ever invented, and swearing that they will never run again after this stupid marathon is over.
But guess what? If a runner of either type completes the 26.2 mile course, they can both claim to have successfully completed the marathon. The end result is the same.
So, with 8 days left, I've decided to stop wasting so much energy being angry at myself for not being thrilled about my current state of life. (Not to be a martyr, but what sane human would be happy working 12 hour days and studying at night during the week, then studying 15 hours per day on weekends?) So, I don't have to enjoy running this stupid marathon, I just have to finish it.
I feel liberated.
That's the spirit. Lace up those shoes. :)
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