quitters never win

Wed Aug 29
8:50-9:10 a.m. walk/run down Benton
today’s iMix:
Southern Belles in London—The Faint
Break Me Slowly—Foreign Oren (FO making the mix. Nice!)
Miss New Booty—I laugh at myself
Smiley Faces—Gnarls Barkley
Grace—Jeff Buckley
In Repair—John Mayer, ain’t it the truth.

So…you take 2 days off, and you lose all progress. I know this isn’t true, but it feels that way when I can’t muster more than 5 minutes of running. I know there will be setbacks and fluctuations, true of all forms of progress: in my relationships, in writing, in growing up, in improv, in running, in life. But part of me is the first grader who quit spelling bee because she wasn’t naturally good at it.

“Your next word is OF”
“U.V.?” Phonics. It’s how I roll.

But for real. I stick to what I know, what feels natural, what I excel at. Knowing those rare things in which I don’t excel: basketball, sports knowledge in general, car repair, intricate computer skills, bassoon play—are best left to others who do.

But there’s something to be said for taking risks, and sticking with things even when they are a challenge. So running is one that I think I’ll stick with. I’m okay of giving up all hope of ever playing the bassoon, on the other hand.