I stood at the back of the pack on the start line of a 5K race on Thursday for a traditional turkey trot. As I glanced around the people waiting with me, I remarked to my son and daughter (who were also running) that I felt intimidated by the other runners. I saw all the heart rate monitors and expensive running outfits and ultra skinny bodies and felt outclassed. When my kids asked why, I said because I am a plodder not a runner.
My children challenged my statement, citing runs I had done. It didn’t matter. That is pretty much how I see myself.
So what prompted this post? It took me two days to check the stats on that race, because I’m not a racer. I did this turkey trot because my son just took up running and he wanted to try it. But because I wanted to encourage him to stick with it, I looked up our times.
My time confirmed my estimate of myself as a plodder. I knew I wasn’t very fast. But I was astounded to find when I looked at the web-site that I ran faster than over three quarters of those other folks in the race. I won my (very small) age category. I guess I have some thinking to do because honestly, I would still back just about any one of those people against me. Except…you know…the fact is, I must somehow have passed them in there somewhere.
Still the internal dialog continued.
It was cold out there on Thursday morning. The smart folks stayed home in their warm beds. And no real runner runs a turkey trot. They do the real races. I would never be as fast as a real runner.
Except they didn’t show up. I did. And sometimes, I guess that really is what counts.
Sometimes the facts don’t fit what we know about ourselves. Sometimes we do things we don’t think we can. And sometimes showing up is…well what’s that quote from Woody Allen? “Eighty percent of success is just showing up.” Dang, I’m thinking now, it’s more like 99%.
I’m beginning to think we don’t know as much about ourselves as we think.
What about you? What “fact” about yourself or the world around you have you challenged lately? Are the “facts” holding your writing back? Are you still showing up?
