Earlier this week I went for a run and had a shitty workout. Arrived home and posted something akin to "getting back in shape SUUUUUCKS". Yeah I know, you have heard that from me before. And yes, I occasionally whine. I admit, at that moment, I was totally whining. Then I went to my Facebook newsfeed and clicked the link to Stuart Scott's acceptance speech at the ESPY awards. For those of you who don't know, he is a commentator on ESPN and has been fighting cancer. He won the Jimmy V award.
It is a must see in my opinion. Click the link to watch...
Stuart Scott's acceptance speech
I watched the speech, and quickly deleted my whiny post. I was embarrassed that I had dared to feel so bad about struggling with getting in shape when there are people out there fighting for their lives!!!
So perspective is good, right? I have my health, I have a job, I have a roof over my head, I have friends who love me. I shouldn't complain. But then is there no room to struggle if the struggle isn't big, or horrible, or life-threatening? Where is the balance? A friend worrying about paying the mortgage on a second home is a "high-class" problem, as she would be the first to admit. But it is still her worry for today, and it needs to be heard and acknowledged. My fear about having a head injury and what that did to my fitness, my business, my life for almost 5 months is also valid. Feeling lonely because I am single once again...also valid.
But making sure we maintain perspective can be invaluable.
