Why I don’t believe in luck!
Just this passed Friday and Saturday I ran 203 mile relay race. 11 amazing people and myself in 2 vans traveling from Wickenburg Arizona, down to Tonopah, up to Cave Creek, across to Fountain Hills, and then down into Mesa. It is a very different style of running and has made me appreciate more the feeling of being part of a team and running.
I was a last minute entry to the team. My friend hurt her calf and was not able to run. I filled in for her and felt I did a great job representing her with her team. The van that I was part of, van 2, had 6 amazing ladies in it. Just amazing in all ways; they were runners, mothers, wives, friends, and just great people. Typing this now I know how honored I am to be able to run with them and receive their amazing energy over the course of 35 hours.
Speed up to the end of the race. I see another friend of mine that was on another team. I told him this quick story about being trapped in a van for 35 hours with 6 amazing ladies, not girls, ladies. He mentioned how lucky I was to be able to do that. I looked at him and agreed. I agreed with him it wasn’t that time to tell him
I don’t believe in Luck.
Let’s back track to 2005. I was 25 and just picked up drinking. I was in a part of my life where I didn’t realize who I was and what goals I would have in the future. This was the beginning part of my life that help lead to the frustration I needed to make a change. I was about 220 lbs and didn’t work out. I also was on my way to being 240 lbs soon. I think I hit that weight around 2008 or so. I soon got frustrated in 2010 and started some small steps to changing my behaviors and connecting with my beliefs.
I remember in the first time I ran half a mile. I was probably about 220 pounds, just from dropping 20 as I was 240 before this. I remember that exhilaration that I had from completing that half mile. So amazing. It was my new beginning. So I started. First I started by changing my diet. I ate chicken, brown rice and broccoli for about 6 months straight. I did p90x every day. I almost gave up all the drinking I was doing. I also picked up playing golf.
Then fast forward 2 years from there. It is now 2013. I am about 180 pounds now. I have been grinding for close to 3 years to change my life. I can run 5k’s and workout often. I am currently training for my first triathlon. My girlfriend at the time, amazing person by the way, and myself pick up a vegan diet. Which I still do most of till this day. I’m active now in the OCR game, obstacle course racing. More than just nutrition and fitness my mental game is gaining strength. I am beginning to believe totally different. I’m understanding the strength of the mind. It is now of course my favorite.
I’m always been a happy person and mesh well with others quickly. People often become fond of me. I like to make the comment that if you hang out with my too long you won’t want to leave, which I still kind of believe, I have great energy. I am a person that grows on you.
It is now 2015 and my fitness is amazing I’m able to run 10K’s and I have done several OCR courses that were more than 12 miles long. I just commited, with one of my new friends Cyd, to running a half in December 2015. The road has been super long and worth it. I follow my nutrition always, love helping others and making great connections, and make sure I enhance my mind now with not only reading but also yoga and meditation. A friend makes a post that she can’t run her ragnar. I step up and say I can. I wanted to run one anyway.
The rest is history; I ran the ragnar and made amazing friends. My friend comes to me later and says. I had another person that wanted to run it too, who was a girl. I knew that you could run the legs but I also wanted someone that could mesh well in a van for 30+ hours with 6 girls. I just knew you could do it.
It wasn’t luck that put me in that van. It was a positive attitude, a will to learn and grow; it was years of hard work and dedication. It was not luck. There is no such thing.
Oprah said that luck is when preparation meets opportunity. I have been quoted saying that luck is a word that the non-dedicated made to justify that they don’t get opportunities.
Either way if you continue to work while you wait – push towards those behaviors and actions that align with who you are – your opportunities will come – that is just the way it works!