Mr. Zippy likes to claim that he is SuperMan thanks to his very fortunate genes. While I lead a healthy lifestyle and still manage to get sick and injured,
SuperMan, Mr. Zippy somehow manages time and again to eat crappy food, train through injury upon injury, and never slow down. It’s frustrating.
Today I was reminded once again that I am indeed
ordinary human. I got word late yesterday that Christopher McDougall was coming to Two Rivers Treads in Shepherdstown, WV. This is a mere hour and 15 minute drive from my house, so I decided that even though I had tons on my plate today, I would somehow make it happen. I was even going to bring the kids, who were excited about doing some barefoot running with a group like this.
As the day progressed, however, it became clear I wasn’t going to pull it off. I had laundry up to my ears, packing for a beach trip, an email blast to send out to my running club, and a plethora of other things. As much as I wanted to get over there to meet McDougall in the flesh, it would have meant staying up really late to finish things off so that we could head to the shore tomorrow morning. And since I’ve been just about falling asleep at stop lights the past few days, I decided I’d rather get to bed at a decent hour tonight.
I’m bummed to miss this opportunity, but also relieved to not have to put it into overdrive to make it happen. Sometimes, we have to admit we’re human. Well, maybe not Mr. Zippy.