So here we are, we can call it the first. I’ll cut to the chase right now, being one dimensional is a deep fear. I get very anxious thinking about the possibility that I will be one dimensional. It isn’t good to be one dimensional and it isn’t fun either. What I mean by one dimensional is that one single activity in your life defines who you are. I run, and I tend to run quite often. I love the sport of cross country and track.
Endurance sports in general excite me. My current endurance obsession has been fixie or single geared bikes, but that is a story for another time.
Because of this fixation on this time consuming activity, some people close to me call me a runner. Now, don’t get me wrong, it is okay. I’m not mad at anybody, but something about being labeled makes me question how I am living my life. It becomes an existential question that I can’t let go of. It makes me wonder if people see me as more than a runner, more than an athlete, more than one activity?
Even in creating this blog, the startup on the website asks you what the goal of it is? I wrote ‘philosophy’ for lack of a better word. I didn’t want it to only be running, or sports, or literature. I wanted it to be a strong foundation that branches to the eclectic jumble that describes an individual. The point is that I don’t want to be one thing. I can’t allow one thing to consume me. I walk the tightrope of balancing everything I do just like anyone else.
Already I have made this wordy, but look, strive for that next rung, even if that rung is shaped differently. I say that because we all have aspirations to be something outside of the box we believe we should be in. So if you don’t climb a ladder, then walk the trail, fly the plane, read the book, whatever metaphor describes your journey, and if I am any part of that, I am truly grateful. Keep striving for your next big opportunity.
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Until next time, stay well stay swell.

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