It is with a heavy heart that I address Blog Ville this morning. As I straddled the bench in the locker room this morning I contemplated the tremendous goals that I have set for myself, just an average guy. I looked at those dainty little running shoes with their mesh and gel and reflective materials, then I looked at my Kevlar mountain shoes with the steel cleat to attach rider to machine and I just could not do it.
I could not succumb to the temptation to deviate from a sound plan to succeed. Ha! Had you going huh? I put the damned foo foo shoes on and hit the streets of Edwards AFB at 0515. I ran 7.3 miles in an hour and 5.
Motivation is a fragile thing. What do I hear from a riding buddy this morning? "Gee I hope your knees hold up, you are 46 after all". Thanks buddy but I won't let it get to me.
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It is not the shoes we wear that take us places....but the person wearing the shoes...Glad to see you carry on, even if it meant wearing foo foo shoes. I look forward to reading your daily accomplishments. I feed off your motivation and hope it rubs off on to me. I guess you can say motivation can be contagious and that my friend is something I don't mind catching.
anonymous
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