Man, I wish I spoke Spanish. The actors on the Spanish Channel soap operas seem so PASSIONATE about what they are talking about. Like every word is life changing! What are they saying? Something about a dog, an eye-patch, and a folding chair ... I think? But how would I know? The only thing I can communicate in Spanish is a "Table for two, please.", and "Where's the bathroom?". And I've never once heard those phrases on these channels.
But when we talk about running, it must sound like we are speaking Spanish, Greek, ... or Martian - based on the reactions we get anyway. I usually try not to bring it up for that reason. But when asked about it, my explanation usually brings a blank stare, like I'm talking about the aliens visiting and removing my Spleen for test purposes.
That's why I love coming here. Everyone here understands what it takes to sacrifice sleep for footsteps on the pavement before the rooster crows. What is means to pen another entry in our mileage journal. The pure high and fulfilment we experience in not only the finish line, but also the journey.
"I've gotta be the only idiot in this whole city doing this right now!" But then after cruising through a couple of blog pages, I'm soon reminded that a lot of other people have the same goals and aspirations of something better than where they are today. We chase the ultimate run. We pursue the purest of daily nutrition. And we all dream of perfect health as a life-style, not just a goal-driven short term challenge.
Be encouraged that at least one person draws inspiration from your words. Regardless of time or pace. Regardless of distance or miles. We all speak the same language here.
Be Great Today!