This weekend was a very challenging weekend for me, both physically and mentally.
It was physically challenging, in that I put myself through five grueling miles of pain and suffering. It was a physical pain like I have never experienced before.
The elite race I signed up for months ago finally came to pass, and it hurt.
I also faced (and am still facing) a huge mental challenge due to the results of this race. You see, the outcome of this race didn’t go as planned. I had trained for the past three to four months with a level of intensity and dedicated focus like I’ve never done before.
I lost 20 lbs. and went from barely being able to run 1.5 miles at a 10-minute pace, to being able to run 2 miles at a 6:39 pace. You could say I acquired a level of fitness like I’ve never experienced before. As such, I expected race results like I’ve never had before as well.
My expectation for a victorious result during this race was beyond high. Unfortunately; the actual outcome was not aligned with my expectation. During the race, I made a handful of mental and physical errors that dramatically shifted the entire outcome of my performance, and by extension, the entire outcome of my results in the race.
Such errors small as they were, compounded mightily, and ultimately led to my defeat. I am sure there are some correlations with my recent experience with defeat, and those that many experience in other aspects of their life.
THE EXPERIENCE OF DEFEAT
The experience of defeat has never been something I’ve enjoyed. In fact, I haven’t experienced defeat like this since I played collegiate football over a decade ago. Perhaps it is because it has been so long ago, that this recent loss feels so unbearably large.
As much as I don’t like losing and being on the side of defeat, perhaps there is some benefits to experiencing it from time to time. For me, it has been sort of like a wake-up call. No, I take that back, it has been more like a slap in the face to wake up, smell the coffee, and to accept reality with dignity.
That reality is, that we all lose. Defeat happens, even to the best of us.
A NEW DAY FOR VICTORY
I was defeated…momentarily. I lost on Sunday, and for the past two days I have equally felt as if I were conquered. But today is a new day, a new day for victory. Today, I have chosen to not let that one taste of defeat ruin my craving for continued achievements. Today I choose victory, so tomorrow I may have it.
If you, like me, are experiencing any type of recent defeats in your life, I hope you’ll join me, and choose victory today as well.
I imagine, I could sit a wallow in my loss for longer, but it would only prolong the feeling of new successes that I know are bound to eventually come my way…our way.
The important thing is that we learn from defeat. To realize that we can use it as a wake-up call for heightened effort and a renewed focus, as a stepping stone towards our future victories.
Have you been defeated recently? If so, you’re not alone. Let’s march forward together, one step and one stone at a time, towards our well-earned victory.