Sunday, January 23, 2011

NOTICE - Posted to facebook a week ago

It is already turning out to be the 'year of the rainmaker' for me.  Things are finally getting done this year.  Which means that more progress will continue to be made.  Including all things, most importantly here, the running.  Only 8 months left to train in the mountains, so now is no time to slide off by the wayside and turn apathetic.

NO, today, I run.  Today, the trio (me, my ego, and I) run. Tomorrow we run a little more, a little further than today, and we run harder.  Why? Because for the first time in over a decade, I AM MASTER of ME once again.  Some things should never be relinquished, not by accident, and not by design.  Fear is not something I fear.  I no longer fear myself.  I embrace me, and most important, I accept myself.

The changes have already begun.  The path, is the journey, the adventure of the journey IS precisely the point.  I have long lived by blazing my own trail.  Once again I am ready, and 'blazing' my own proper trail.  It is not easy nor for the faint of heart.  A difficult but worthy adventure!

"Dan is back."



2011

NOTICE:

  After a long standing hiatus (since 1998), Dan has returned.  To quote a friend of over two decades, "Dan don't play."  Things and projects will get finished this year in a timely manner.  A recent observation was made, "At the start you had these long-term goals you were working towards.  It seemed that they were impossible, but you kept working at them from various angles no matter how bad things were.  Now, everything seems to finally be lining up and paying off.  It is a good change, I am not sure I thought those goals would come to fruition, but you remained determined.  It is quite a change for the better.  I'm impressed with how things are turning out for you."

  Once, I had someone tell me "You are kind of short to run the 400 aren't you?"  This kid and I were both running the second of four legs in the 1600 meter (Mile) relay.  I just looked at him and didn't say anything.  My mental response was, 'I wonder what he thinks now that I just smoked past him in the race after being behind?'  I never saw him again, and I must assume that my response - sprinting past him on the track - was enough to keep him from coming back for a second snide remark (He wasn't special, in fact I offered this same response to nearly everyone who ever fielded the track against me).  I have no time for rude and ignorant people, I never did.  That day, as every other day in our season that year, my brothers, from the disrespected high school Cyprus, won every race we ran.  All the way to and including a State Championship.  Final time for our mile = 3:21.7 yes 3 minutes 21.7 seconds.  Not bad for some white teenagers from the poorer side of town.  Not bad at all!

  It is with that 'special kind of arrogance' that I do declare I am back.  I am not a bad guy and not even a jerk most of the time, but I am not to be trifled with.  I am a serious person, and should be taken seriously.  No fear, fear not, and fear...