Today was a bit of a community event at my Running Room location. Actually, all RR locations had their 20 Minute Challenge today. This year’s event gave us a red hat, which is going to get good usage from me. I have several red technical shirts and that hat will coordinate well when there’s a need. It’s a lot more useful than the bright green one I got two years ago. Anyway, the thing about the RR that I go to is that after the 20 Minute Challenge we always have a barbecue at the nearby park. It’s nice to just gather together and socialize with people in our running community. It also tends to being together a lot of people who may not have seen each other in a long time. It seems like today I got a hell of a lot of people complimenting me over the amount of weight I’ve lost. I’ve made a lot of big changes over the past ten months, so yeah, the compliments were certainly welcome. Seeing as how that’s an obvious visible change, I kind of expected it to get mentioned. Something else caught me off guard today though. I ended up walking the challenge with a good group of people. Among them was someone whom I hadn’t seen in ages. She was my coach for the 2008-2009 winter half marathon clinic. As we went along, she told me that it seemed like I was a lot more outgoing than she remembered. That made me pause for thought.
I always say that no matter what happens I will always be me. Yes, it sounds dumb and obvious, but I figure that there are some personality traits that ground me and define who “Jason” is. Thing is…is that really true? I’m supposed to be shy. I’m supposed to be afraid of being bombastic. I’m supposed to be sullen. I didn’t display any of those traits today, and yet it all still felt entirely natural. Yeah, like I always say, I’m like an onion. Still, even if you peel away several layers of an onion, there’s still something definitive about it such that you can still say “that’s an onion.” I thought I had a good handle on who I am and what makes me who I am at a fundamental level, but if I really sit down to think about it, I don’t think I do. I’m not saying it’s necessarily a terrible thing, but it’s sort of bad when it feels like others have a better handle on me than I do myself. What the hell is going on?
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