Average cost of a Goruck Challenge: $120 Time: 12+ hours Distance: 20+ Miles
Cost of a Spaartan Sprint: $45 Distance: 5k plus obstacles
Cost of a Spartan Beast: $115 Distance: 10-12 Miles plus obstacles
Cost of the S.E.R.E. Performance Challenge: $125 Time: 12+ hours Distance: Unknown
Cost of the Goruck Scavenger: $120 Time: Uknown Distance: Unknown
Now factor in
the cost of travel and expenses...got it? Why the hell do I keep getting myself
into these things??? Because there is some little voice in the back of my head
telling me I can't do them. I've come to call this little voice the
"Little Bastard", because that’s what he is. He's my fears and
insecurities, he's right there when I think my butt is too big or when I can’t
run as fast as my mom. I hate him, I loathe him, I wish he’d just shut up
already and leave me alone. At the same time I hope he never does. He’s the one I beat down every time I rise to
meet a challenge, he’s the one that has me driven to finish. When I’m cold wet
and miserable and he’s telling me “I told you so!” I’m smacking him in the face
and keep on moving. Everyone has a version of the Little Bastard, he makes us
doubt and question our abilities. He is the biggest motivator I have. I beat
him down with every challenge I complete, because I know that if I don’t he’s
going to get really loud and really obnoxious and he’s the only thing I’ll
hear. There was a point in my life were I let the Little Bastard control
everything I was doing, right after high school when I moved out and into to
college, I didn’t do much of anything. I didn’t go to my classes I didn’t eat
what I was supposed to hell I barely slept, I let the little bastard win. I
still regret it, I made some huge mistakes that I’m still paying for today.
With each challenge I overcome I can only hope that I’m making myself better
for the future. It’s why I’m running,
it’s why I’m working two jobs, it’s why I’m going back to school, So that
Little Bastard doesn’t win. I will win. I am the master of my fate.
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