‘If you are losing faith in human nature, go out and watch a marathon’

My wife has been training for a marathon. She leaves the house early in the morning and runs for hours and hours. She comes home tired and sore. And then she does it again. And again. And again.

 

There’s no reason for her to do it. There’s no competition or payoff or award. It’s just a quiet, solitary triumph over the idea that she couldn’t do it, and it all happens before I even wake up.

In recent months, runner’s magazines have begun appearing on our coffee table. One includes an article from Tish Hamilton. “The Boston Marathon,” she writes. “Even the nonfaithful know that it is the holy-grail accomplishment, the one that marks a runner as ‘serious.’”

Hilton’s piece is about the “squeakers,” the runners who fight every year to qualify for the Boston Marathon, but who barely make it in. “A squeaker is always thrilled to qualify, no matter how many times she’s done it before, and always suspects that this might be the last time she runs Boston.”

The finish line at a marathon is a small marvel of fellowship. Everyone is there to celebrate how much stronger the runners are than they ever thought they could be. Total strangers line up alongside the route to yell encouragement. Bands play. Some hand out cups of water, Gatorade, even beer. Others dress up in costumes to make the runners smile. The fact that other people can run this far makes us believe we can run that far. It’s a happy thought. It makes us all feel a little bit stronger.

Today, the final line of the Boston Marathon is a crime scene. It’s a testament to how much more evil human beings can be than we can imagine. The bomb — or at least what we think was a bomb — went off at four hours and nine minutes. As Pacific Standard notes, that’s a popular marathon time. It seems likely that the detonation was timed to kill as many people as possible.

But that’s not all it was meant to do. It was also meant to be on television. It was meant to be on the front page of every newspaper, to be the top story of every news broadcast. That way it could hurt even the people who weren’t there. It could make everyone in the country feels a bit weaker, a bit more vulnerable, a bit more scared.

“If you are losing faith in human nature, go out and watch a marathon,” wrote Kathrine Switzer, the first woman to run the Boston Marathon. Her story, as recounted by Dave Zirin, is worth thinking about today:Through 1966, women weren’t allowed to run the grueling 26-mile race. But in 1967, a woman by the name of Kathrine Switzer registered as K.V. Switzer and, dressed in loose fitting sweats, took to the course. Five miles into the race, one of the marathon directors actually jumped off a truck to forcibly remove Switzer from the course, yelling: “Get the hell out of my race!” But the men running with her fought him off. For them, Kathrine Switzer had every right to be there. For them, the Boston Marathon wasnʼt about exclusion or proving male supremacy — pitting boys against girls. It was about people running a race. Somehow Kathrine Switzer kept her pace as this mayhem occurred all around her. As she said, “I could feel my anger dissipating as the miles went by — you can’t run and stay mad!”

When the pictures from the marathon were transmitted across the globe, the world saw two opposing models of masculinity: the violence and paranoia of the marathon director vs. the strength and solidarity of the other male runners.

If you are losing faith in human nature today, watch what happens in the aftermath of an attack on the Boston Marathon. The flood of donations crashed the Red Cross’s Web site. The organization tweeted that its blood supplies are already full. People are lining up outside of Tufts Medical Center to try and help. Runners are already vowing to be at marathons in the coming weeks and months. This won’t be the last time the squeakers run Boston. This won’t be the last time we gather at the finish line to marvel how much more we can take than anyone ever thought possible.

VIA: http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/wonkblog/wp/2013/04/15/if-you-are-losing-faith-in-human-nature-go-out-and-watch-a-marathon/

PERFECTLY SAID

Lose Your Guilt

This past Sunday was the final week of the “Biggest Loser” series at the church I’ve been going to. It’s cool that the 4 weeks I’ve been were the 4 weeks of the series. 

As usual – I can relate this sermon to all aspects of my life, including my daily journey to health and fitness. 

The pastor started with a video clip from the movie “The Potential Inside” it is about cycling and racing. It definitely was a cheesy-Christian type movie, yet it intrigued me  enough to track it down on Netflix to add to my queue. Two memorable quotes from the video clip:

  • “I’m not going to kill myself for a medal”
  • On coaching and teammate: “There is so much to learn and unlearn from eachother”

The pastor referred to guilt as the twinge of knowing you crossed the line. However we shouldn’t internalize it forever, don’t let it suck you in. Guilt can eat you alive if you don’t release yourself from a sense of inferiority. He suggested to come face to face with what you feel guilty about. "DON’T LIE TO YOURSELF, WRITE IT OR SAY IT OUT LOUD" (Hence why I keep a food and fitness log and even this tumblr).  

Accept that you did what’s done and either own up to it or seek forgiveness. You should take time to think about, “what did you learn about yourself and to not make the same mistake again.” However he acknowledged that, “It’s human to make mistakes. ADMIT THAT YOU MAKE THEM. Seek forgiveness, learn from it and MOVE ON." 

He pastor mostly linked guilt to "confessing” – which is the key to healing

  • “Need to be released from the guilt that weighs us down”
  • “Don’t let guilt suck the life out of you”

Other quotes

  • “Broken things can be beautiful things”
  • “We don’t have good perspective when it comes to ourselves
  • "Do your best everyday with what you’ve got" 
  • and my personal favorite "LET GO”

I’ve been thinking about an hourglass tattoo for quite sometime.

Partially inspired by the Anna Nalick lyric from Breathe –  "Life’s like an hour glass glued to the table" and it also meshes nicely with my MeasuringLife concept – which as you may recall I’ve already had inked on my foot since ‘10

No sure when, and not sure where, but I’d love one. The first pic is especially awesome because it incorporates the infinity symbol. 

Get free from fear – don’t let fear hold you back or motivate you. Love yourself and love God. There is no room in love for fear. Love pushes fear out.

I don’t mean to get all “churchy” again, but the pastor’s message this week spoke to me as a person and also to my health and wellness.

I need to just LOVE myself and my life and not let irrational fears have ANY role in my life. I thought the pastor’s point about also not using fear as a motivator was a great one.

I shouldn’t eat healthy or work out because I fear being fat, I should eat healthy and work out because I love myself enough to do what’s best for it.

What a simple, yet powerful way to reframe things.

Successful full week of logging my day to day health related habits

  • Exercise
  • Vitamin
  • Sweets accountability
  • Eating after 9 accountability
  • Alcohol notes
  • WIW
  • Church – good for the health of my soul

I kicked off logging things on Jan 1 which was a Tuesday, so the picture of my book the week before wasn’t as chock full!

It’s crazy how knowing that before bed I have to write “yes sweets” if I had a cookie/candy/etc makes me NOT want to eat them because I don’t want to write it in my book later. I logged this stuff so regularly in 2010 and 2011, but fell off the wagon in 2012 so it feels good to be back and concretely holding myself accountable!