When I was in high school, I came home after a disappointing track meet and complained to my mom that I was mad at God. I asked why he gave me short stumpy legs and no speed or endurance. I knew I wasn’t cut out for baseball, basketball or football — I was too short and slight to succeed at them at the high school level — but I wondered aloud why I wasn’t more talented and had greater running success.

I had trained hard prior to the start of the season, I had diligently put in the miles. I felt I should have been further along in my progress than I was. My peers always seemed to have more talent and success seemed to come easier for them. They seemed to race past me on the detailed pecking order that I kept in my head and the real life list my coach kept, placing each runner at our meets.
If I’m honest I was never really that good as a cross country or track and field runner in high school. I had a few successes here and there, but I was usually in the middle or back of the pack. I was especially mad when I saw how other guys on my team or other teams would goof around on training runs and take their times for granted. The talent seemed to come naturally to them where I had to claw my way, tooth and nail, just to maintain par.

My mother knew to let me vent and get it out. She didn’t say too much until I went overboard and started to focus too heavily on what I didn’t have and forgot my many blessings. As a teen, I never really understood why some peers were gifted with talent and why others like me weren’t, but over the years I came to learn some valuable lessons from the experience. It taught me a lot about life, including:
—Life is not fair.
—It’s best to embrace life’s obstacles. Setbacks will happen, but what matters most is how you react. The first step is the hardest, but anything is possible once you take the first step.
—Vulnerability doesn’t make you weak. It makes you strong. Take chances.
—Hard work pays off. Structure, discipline, and routine get a bad rap, but they can also be a good thing.

—Give others grace and kindness and remember that everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about or has been hidden. I found out years later that one of the guys who seemed to put in little effort, but could run like the wind, faced family problems at home, another regularly experimented with drugs.
—If you wish to get better, focus on yourself, not others. Your competition isn’t other people: it’s you. Run at your own pace. Your journey is unique to you, run your own race. I may be on Step 1, someone else may be on Step 22.
—Well done is better than well said. And finally, be the change.
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Very well stated. Look, the “everyone is a winner” philosophy is great – for the act of participating. But sports, as with much of life, is still judged by who finishes first, scores more, or is the last person standing…in that regard, there should be pride in oneself for the act of competing, and especially pride knowing you may have competed against one of the world’s best…no shame in that!
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I gave my best. I’ve realized over time that that is all you can ask for in life!! 😎😎😎
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Boy, did you put pressure on yourself. Best to compare yourself to yourself. We are not all made the same so we all have different talents. You keep trying until you find the one that fits. Still doesn’t guarantee you’ll be the best at it. But you can improve on your own experience.
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Yea, I put pressure, but it was High School, I wanted to be cool, popular, and all that. Ha, at that age, no one, at least in my small little rural school, put much thought into writing being a talent. Ha, ha.
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I was one of those annoying ones who was pretty good at everything… But not excellent because I was too lazy to try harder.
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I was a rock star in Pee Wee football and baseball and then everyone started to grow and I didn’t. Ha ha. 😎😎😎😎😎
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Like my son. He was a super football player but once he got to Grade 9, he was underweight and was not allowed to play. It broke his heart and was the beginning of the end of his interest in school.
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Yes, it was really frustrating seeing everyone else getting bigger. Ha ha
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Oh well… we can’t all be tall 😉
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I love this phrase, ‘find your pace, find your peace’. Thank you so much, Brian. 🥰
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We all need a little peace!!!! 😎
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I used to rail at God because he didn’t give me enough “hops” to be able to dunk a basketball…hell, I’m still bitching about it lol.🏀😁
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Oh, I had that problem too, but the writing on the wall came quicker. I saw pretty quickly that even getting close to six feet was a pipe dream. And I was no Mugsy Bogues or Spud Web. It wasn’t in the cards. Ha, ha
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What great lessons!
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Great life lessons expressed. My son struggled swimming. He wasn’t as big or strong as other boys his age. Also, he had asthma and often got sick. It was always a few steps forwards and yards back. But his perseverance and effort helped him throughout his life. In our swim parenting days we told our kids to focus on their own lane. They have no control who shows up in the lane next to them.
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Sounds like me running, one step forward, two steps back. I can definitely relate. Ha, ha.
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Yes, such good advice.
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Your advice is spot on, and your story to preface the advice is even better.
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Yea, but it still would’ve been nice to be able to run a few faster times. Ha, ha. Just kidding.
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I know! 🙂
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Incredible lessons. Boy, the ones we learn when life isn’t fair are hard won. But I’m not sure I can list any from when life is easy… 🙂
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Well said Wynne. I can’t think of any easy ones either.
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Well said, Brian, and I agree! Have you heard of this quote? “Comparison is the thief of joy.” So true, isn’t it? Happy weekend!
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I have heard of the quote and it’s definitely something I have to watch and fight. It’s so very true. Hope you have a great weekend too.
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The trick is to find what you’re good at. That is definitely a learned skill
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Oh, I’m still working on that list Beth. Ha ha
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I love the Ally Love quote as it’s a true testament to how we should all live. Comparison is such a thief of joy, to borrow from another saying.
What God may not have granted to you in terms of legs and running acumen, he made up for in wit and writing talent!
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Oh, thank you Ab. As a kid, I’m sure I would have given up those writing skills for a faster time. Ha, ha. I’m glad smarter heads prevailed. Ha, ha.
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This is great. I remember when I ran my first ever marathon, I had never ran more than a mile before my training. After the marathon, people would always come up to me and say “we’ll I’m not a runner like you”. I wasn’t a “runner” 6 months before that either! Since then it’s helped me conceptualize big goals into small steps. Thanks for the post!
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At least they weren’t asking you if you “won” your marathon. Ha, ha.
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