I wrote my oldest a note today about why working hard is important.  I have lucked and good-fortuned my way through so many things in this life, and misplaced value and focus over and over.  People think that I must be naturally motivated and hardworking to do ultras and I can see why that is a natural guess, but really, Im as lazy as the next person.  I’m just super stubborn.

Every choice we make from workouts to meals, as well as our very moods and thoughts, are up to us.  I want my kids to WANT something, be tested by it, work for it and accomplish it.  No medal or praise or compliment in the world feels as good as the sensation of achievement over challenge.

Maybe I choose racing because for me it is easier to get that high than to be successful in so many of the other [more practical/important] aspects of everyday life – or the odds are more certainly in my favor.  Either way, I know that as much as Maslow’s hierarchy theory makes sense, the longing that is embedded down inside of each of us was put there by God and can only be filled and satisfied by Him.

So whatever you decide to strive for – and you should, you should try – just don’t replace seeking God as your ultimate goal and desire.

Bell well

<3 K