I think we all have our ups and downs in sports as well as life. I think running in particular is a perfect analogy for life. In my case running and life have pretty much become one intermingled thing. I tend to be a streaky person in terms of emotions, luck and generally how I’m doing in the race of life. A Rilo Kiley song I love says “sometimes when you’re on, you’re really f#*@ing on and your friends sing along and they love you. But the lows are so extreme the good seems f#*@ing cheap and it teases you for weeks in its absence.” This tends to be how I feel about my luck as well as my emotional state. When I’m “on” everything seems to go my way: I’m the life of the party and I get every possible advantage, I feel as though I am a man of destiny and all the forces of heaven and earth are making my path for me. It’s during times like that when I say things are “turning up Jenkins.” But when it turns, and it always does, the opposite is just as true. I feel I can’t catch a break to save my life. Everything that can go wrong will go wrong from the big things to the smallest inconvenience. I am a man who has had some fights with what Churchill called the “black dog” and when the chips are down I often have trouble getting out from under him.
I’ve been down a lot more than up lately. Life has been taking its shots and as Rocky says “ain’t nobody that hits harder then life.” But like the Japanese say the greatest honor is not in triumph but in getting up every time you are knocked down and Rocky would agree with that as well.
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