The core of my college experience so far has been determined by one factor: my physics class. And how much sleep I have gotten. Two factors: physics and sleep. And coffee. Three factors! (anyone out there get the Holy Grail reference? Eh? Eh? See what I did there?) Not to sound like a big baby wining about classes being hard and not getting enough sleep, but I'm about to sound like a big baby and whin about not getting enough sleep. Rachel may have met her maker, ladies and gentlemen. Thats right, I can not sleep for a whole day and then run the last 30ish miles of Grindstone 100 miler, but put me in front of a word problem in which I have to fine the final tangential acceleration of a particle and I literally break down into tears. I don't know what physics is. I don't know what it's asking me to find and goodness me I do not know how to find it. Even after studying for 7 hours for a single exam.
I have come to terms with my shortcoming. I am not good at physics. So what?! I'm only 17. I'm glad I've found out what I'm not good at now, so I have plenty of time to find out what I really am good at! I know I am good at chemistry and marine science and environmental science. Kinda. Oh well! Why waste my time worrying about physics when I am so good at many other things and have my whole life ahead of me to find out what I need to be?!
One thing I know that I AM really good at is running ultramarathons. What else do I need in life besides running through the beautiful woods, having loving family and friends, and doing marine geology research?
I my dream world right now, I am living a humble, incredibly comfortable life in a log cabin, making my living off of running ultras and being a marine geologist. It's wonderful:) I love it. If I had it my way, I would really be a sponsored ultra runner.
Based on my performance at MMTR, this dream may one day become a reality.
Mountain Masochist Race Report to come...
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