Whew! Yesterday, I had a very busy morning. When my husband is off from work we take turns sleeping in and the other gets up to open the zoo, I mean, get the children up for the day. Even though I was supposed to sleep in, I had to take the car to get an oil change at 7 in the morning. Insane, right? Don’t worry, there was a method to the madness.
The car shop wasn’t far from this really beautiful park with a trail on it. I was a little of afraid of jogging on the trail so early in the morning cuz my mind went straight to some creepy scary movie. Plus, I could hear my mom saying, “Now Chantel, you know you shouldn’t be out there by yourself. People out here crazy now a day!” She’s right. So, I brought my taser “ike Tyson”. I call it Mike Tyson cuz if anyone try me, one hit and it’s a TKO for them. Besides, I prayed and I know God got my back.
WOW! DID THAT REALLY JUST HAPPEN!
I put on my hype music and start to jog the almost 3-mile trail. I wasn’t going at my fastest pace because I wasn’t feelin’ it, and again it’s 7 in the morning but I push anyway. After about 15-20 minutes, I see a few people and they pass me, walking/jogging in the opposite direction.
I can see a tall slender man with a red shirt in the far distance headed my way. Before we can cross paths, I turn on a section where the trail merges with another trail. The man turns down my path. Now, I’m not worried/scared, I just don’t want him to pass me up.
When I go jogging sometimes I like to play a game where I jog faster to not let someone pass me, or I try to catch up to them. I don’t do it in a competitive way; it just helps me push my limits. So, although I was tired, I pushed. This man had at least 30 plus years on me and he passed me up! So, I’m like, “Oh no he didn’t!Challenge accepted!” (said in my Barney from “How I Met Your Mother” voice), and I push harder. But I couldn’t catch him. Before I knew it, I couldn’t see him cuz he had turned with the trail. By this time, I had made a full lap around and it was time to pick up my car.
I’M SUCH A FAILURE!
Once I caught my breath and I started to stretch, it got me to thinkin’…Why do we constantly put ourselves in competition with people, and the only ones who know it is us? Then we feel defeated when we “fail”. Why do we feel the need to reach another person’s expectations for themselves? It puts so much unnecessary stress on us and leads to perfectionism. Who are we trying to impress? Perfectionism is having a high standard of excellence in almost everything you do in life. I know this for a fact. I am only speaking from experience and it is a pace that is difficult to maintain.
YOU’RE THE COMPETITION!
The only person you need to be in competition with is yourself. You must do better, be better, and feel better than the way YOU were previously. This journey is about reaching YOUR limits and when you get there, reach some more. Stop looking at what everyone else is doing and then comparing it to yourself. If anything, it should motivate you to want people to see your drive and so they’d say with inspiration, “Wow, how does (your name) do it all?”