My girl, Nineteen69, wrote a great post the other day regarding the Invasion of the Goal Snatchers. No such truer words. I have dealt with my share of Goal/Dream Snatchers (or just plain Negative Nelly’s)…from the “Why in the world are you doing all this crazy ish?” to the (make me want to slap the snot out of you) “You don’t LOOK like a triathlete.” or my all time favorite “You do all that working out stuff and you don’t look any different.”
To those comments I say, yeah, well this chick that doesn’t LOOK the way you think I should look could beat the fugg out of your narrow, sit on the couch, occasionally doing some Pilates/yoga/stretching – whatever doesn’t cause you to sweat or muss your hair – AZZ with one arm tied behind my back in stiletto heels. WTF EVER.
I learned long ago to not let those fools ruin this here show. I do what I want, when I want, how I want. I do it with flair, sparkle and red lipstick at every chance. What I have done, in order to pop a cap in the nugget of a Goal Snatcher Zombie, is surround myself with a cadre of Dream Catchers – people that embrace your goals with you, keep you accountable, workout with you, send you training plans, cheer, nag, push, love & believe even when you don’t.
People like Nineteen69 – who is my shero and gave me a refresher course in commitment, perseverance & giving it all.
MsPattey – who is a living example to me of what happens when you set a goal & execute that plan. I live vicariously through her adventures. It is going to be an absolute honor to be there at the finish line of her 2012 goal of 26.2.
BK – Fit & Fabulous! Waaaay more fit than me but calls me Team Captain. She makes me feel invincible.
Becca – intense & focused. ALWAYS has the grin and sparkle in her eye that gets you to set new and seemingly impossible goals. This heffa right here…Whew!
There are my new friends at TriUnify, MidMarylandTri, Baltimore Metro Wheelers Cycling Club (AND the OC’s) & BlackGirlsRun. Of course, there isn’t (at least I haven’t found) a negative nelly in the bunch. Special shout out to Maddy – that girl right there…BEASTLY!!! She saved my life on the SeaGull Century.
GBaby, Robin, IGator, IMTaurus, BigNuts, Ryan, Juanita…I could go on. GET IT! My peeps
Then there are my professional spectators – they take race spectating to a whole new level – my daughter, Princess Erin, being the epitome of spectating – maps, routes, pictures, video, signs – take a lesson from her. SissySays with the daily hugs and “what did you do today – don’t you need to work me out.” accountability. The FireMarshall – he carry’s my gear, set’s things up, makes sure I want for nothing and makes it possible to put in odd & long training hours. Without him, I couldn’t get it in. The Queen Mother – who thinks (and knows) I’m crazier than a bed bug, but shows up with camera, telephoto lens & fold up seat and is my personal paparazzi.
I’m prolly missing some crucial people. My apologies. Ya’ll know who you are. Suffice it to say that my Dream Catcher Squad ROCKS and way overshadows the Zombies from the Invasion of the Goal Snatchers. If you have those Zombie Goal Snatchers around you, POP a cap off in their melon and roll out. DO YOU! FUGG THEM!
Goal Snatchers throw salt on your dreams because people changing their lives make their own lives seem stagnant or insignificant. To quote the sage philosopher, Kanye “I know you rather see me die than to see me fly.” - Nineteen69
Surround yourself with Dream Catchers and watch yourself soar!