The Internet seems to make everyone bold. People say things they would probably never say to someone in person. Have a blog and it makes the “trolls” come out in droves.
Tonight I got a comment on a blog post that I wrote over a year ago, probably my most popular to date: On Behalf of All the 10+ Minute Mile Runners.
This was the comment I received:
“you people seem to have a lot of self esteem issues. Please quit screaming at others and accept your slowness and show some shame. thxxxx”
There is SO much I could unpack about this short comment. If the commenter intended to insult me, he/she did the opposite. I laughed out loud when I read the comment.
That is the LAST thing I feel when I read that post.
First of all, I wrote that post after running 6.2 miles without walking. The longest I have EVER run at one time. I am still proud of the amount of mental strength it took to push through the moments I wanted to walk. Was I the fastest runner? Of course not. Do I care? No.
I also received this comment at a time in my life when I haven’t run in months. Literally.
I look back at posts about the races I’ve run with a sense of incredulity. Did I really run those races? ME? It feels like a lifetime ago. I feel inspired by that woman, but surely that’s something I could never accomplish. Oh wait…I did.
Do I want to push myself to be better?
But I refuse to feel shame about my pace.
In fact, as I read back over my posts, I feel proud.
Maybe I can “accept my slow” pace…get back out there…start running again…
But I refuse to “show some shame.”
And no matter how fast you run. No matter how slow you jog. No matter how laboriously you walk…feel no shame.
I am proud of you.
Be proud of yourself.