5 Replies to “The Olympics Are Over: Refocus, Reassess and Keep Perspective in Your Own Running”
Oh Cait, so wise!
Uceny’s fall was heart-breaking. That image will stick with me for a long time. On the other hand, one of my country-women, Sally Pearson (a little embarrassingly for the Aussies!) was beside herself when she won gold in the hurdles – and that determination will be with me forever too.
By the way – our Get Chicking shirts arrived! I missed the arrival by an hour (driving to Sydney) so I have to wait until Sunday to collect it – but they’re here! I am so, so excited. I’ll team it up with some running perspective in my next 10km. Cool? Done.
WHAT!!! i’m sooo peeved at ur postal worker…alas, alas, don’t they say something about waiting making the eventual reward even sweeter?? can’t WAIT for u to bring them to the group…and pics please!! 🙂
Cait, this was such a wonderful post! The most important thing to remember when I toe up to the starting line, or even just get on the treadmill, is that I am only racing against myself. The only time, the only other runner, the only ‘best’ that I am trying to better is my own.
I was elated when Sally Pearson won the hurdles, but also cried with national pride when Tom Slingsby won gold in the laser sailing class. There are so many moments where someone’s Olympic dreams are shattered, but as some wise man stated in the closing ceremony ‘you have been gracious in triumph and defeat, and truly deserve to call yourself Olympians.’
My own elation comes every time I set my feet on the pavement (or TM) because it is one place I am truly alone, and know exactly what I need to do, what I am asking of myself, and there is no one to judge.
okay, that last sentence there needs to be published somewhere. all in good time, soon i’ll be buying the works of the sweetest chickpea i know! PS- do i need to come up with a new nickname for u, i’m sorry i’m stuck on the chickpea one, but if an update is in order… 🙂
Oh Cait, so wise!
Uceny’s fall was heart-breaking. That image will stick with me for a long time. On the other hand, one of my country-women, Sally Pearson (a little embarrassingly for the Aussies!) was beside herself when she won gold in the hurdles – and that determination will be with me forever too.
By the way – our Get Chicking shirts arrived! I missed the arrival by an hour (driving to Sydney) so I have to wait until Sunday to collect it – but they’re here! I am so, so excited. I’ll team it up with some running perspective in my next 10km. Cool? Done.
WHAT!!! i’m sooo peeved at ur postal worker…alas, alas, don’t they say something about waiting making the eventual reward even sweeter?? can’t WAIT for u to bring them to the group…and pics please!! 🙂
Cait, this was such a wonderful post! The most important thing to remember when I toe up to the starting line, or even just get on the treadmill, is that I am only racing against myself. The only time, the only other runner, the only ‘best’ that I am trying to better is my own.
I was elated when Sally Pearson won the hurdles, but also cried with national pride when Tom Slingsby won gold in the laser sailing class. There are so many moments where someone’s Olympic dreams are shattered, but as some wise man stated in the closing ceremony ‘you have been gracious in triumph and defeat, and truly deserve to call yourself Olympians.’
My own elation comes every time I set my feet on the pavement (or TM) because it is one place I am truly alone, and know exactly what I need to do, what I am asking of myself, and there is no one to judge.
okay, that last sentence there needs to be published somewhere. all in good time, soon i’ll be buying the works of the sweetest chickpea i know! PS- do i need to come up with a new nickname for u, i’m sorry i’m stuck on the chickpea one, but if an update is in order… 🙂
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