run forest run

always hated running. its boring. its hard. i was never fast. neither did i have endurance and that was frustrating. have no beef in my calves. end result: was always a middling runner over piddling distances. my best running days went with the loss of the advantage of longer legs in class four. moved onto to other stuff where i was more competitive. did pretty good too. was the meanest defender on almost any basketball court i stepped onto. they even had a name for me. 'Stagger' they called me coz that was what I did best. I'd strategically place my head right at the shooting elbow of the slower point guard and sooner or later induce a knock that'd put his off his game. painful, but it worked. and then i'd walk into a few more elbows, and sure enough we'd win. very painful, but it worked. the point i'm staggering towards (couldn't resist that) is that i followed the advice my momma gave me which was: so what if you suck at math, make up for it in science. I moved onto things that i was suited to and figured it worthless to pursue that which i knew i wasn't naturally good at.

A little aside: Writing's a nice thing, isn't it. I just juiced up a sweet way to say that i took the easy way out.

Anyhoo, i guess at some point in life you realise that a) specialization is for the worms and b) sometimes the battle is worth the cause.

I've gone back to running. gonna run 10k at a race in two months. i can run 2 now. i can run 10 in two months time.