I’m still set on trying to become the slowest of the fastest.
My son likes this metaphor, and so do I.
To be out in lane 8, the lane the slowest contestant is assigned, seems like an unworthy goal, doesn’t it?
Shouldn’t the goal be to win?
Well, for me, just being at the World Championships is winning.
To end up in the finals?
Beyond my wildest dreams.
And, simply impossible.
This is why I run. This is why the goal seems absurd. This is why I believe, and want our son to believe, that nothing is impossible.
Carpe diem, and good luck with your outrageous dreams. May you become a shining example for someone you love. jeff noel 🙂