CANDY FOR THE SOUL



4 MARKS YOU GET IF YOU
RIDE LONG ENOUGH
1.  Chainring teeth on calf
2.  Patched collarbone
3.  Faded road rash on knee
4.  Calluses at base of fingers 

-- reprinted from Bicycling magazine, January 2000

It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.  The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement; and who at the worst, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.

- Teddy Roosevelt


The Ultrarunner's Prayer

Lord,
Watch over me today as I run.
I have paid the price to run this race through the summer heat,
the winter winds, and up those hills.
There are other days and other races,
but this is the day
and this is the time for this race.

Lord,
Watch over my body.
Keep it free from injury.
As I run, may the tiredness and the pain
be the symbol of victory and not the reason for defeat.
May I acknowledge my limitations,
but not accept less than my potential.

Lord,
Watch over my mind.
May I be intelligent as I run.
May I listen to the signals from within
as I enjoy the scenes from without.
Keep me from foolishness at the start
so that I can finish with wisdom at the end.

Lord,
Watch over my spirit.
As time passes and my commitment dims and blurs,
may the inner resources that You give me
come forward and give me the resolve to press onward.
Remind me of the relative shortness of this race and life
and the victory You give at the finish.

Lord,
Watch over my competitors.
As they face the physical, mental, emotional and spiritual challenges
we all face, may they find the peace and strength
that I have found through You.
Remind them that we all are struggling equally
and that their personal Victory is a result of your guidance.

Lord,
Watch over the trails and mountains.
As they seek to challenge me, may they also offer
havens of comfort and shelter from storms.
Please allow me to seek out that shelter
and give me time to enjoy the boundless beauty they possess.
Let the mountains offer me a test and a challenge
but also a passage through which I may safely pass.
As I continue to press to the summit,
may the trail lead me where You want me to go.

Lord,
Let me win.
Not by coming in ahead of my friends, but by beating myself.
Let it be an inner win. A battle won over me.
May I say at the end,
"I have fought a good fight.
I have finished the race.
I have kept the faith."

- Carolyn Erdman & Jay Hodde




Feeding the Rat

"But every year you need to flush out your system and do a bit of suffering.  It does you a power of good.  I think it's because there is always a question mark about how you would perform.  You have an idea of yourself and it can be quite a shock when you don't come up to your own expectations.  If you just tootle along you can think you're a pretty slick bloke until things go wrong and you find you're nothing like what you imagined yourself to be.  But if you deliberately put yourself in difficult situations, then you get a pretty good idea of how you are going.  That's why I like feeding the rat.  It's a sort of annual check-up on myself.  The rat is you, really.  It's the other you, and it's being fed by the you you think you are.  And they are often very different people.  But when they come close to each other, that's smashing, that is.  Then the rat's had a good meal and you come away feeling terrific.  It's a fairly rare thing, but you have to keep feeding the brute for your own peace of mind.  And even if you did blow it, at least there wouldn't be that great unknown. But to snuff it without knowing who you are and what you are capable of, I can't think of anything sadder than that."

- Al Alvarez in "Feeding the Rat"




THRU-HIKING THE APPALACHIAN TRAIL (2160 Miles)

If thru-hiking the AT is not the most important goal in your life, at least right now, you may want to consider doing what is instead.  -

Unknown


from Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television
by Jerry Mander
Quill Books, 1978

Confinement itself, the removal of a creature from its natural habitat into a rearranged world where its ordinary techniques for survival and satisfaction are no longer operative, produces several inevitable results:

1) The creature becomes dependent for survival upon whoever controls the new environment. It will use its intelligence to learn whatever new tricks are necessary to fit that system. If it takes tricks and changes to stay alive, then that's what it takes.

2) The creature becomes focused upon (addicted to) whatever experiences remain available in the new environment.

3) The creature therefore reduces its own mental and physical expectations to fit what can be gotten.

Confined creatures that cannot fit this pattern go crazy, revolt, or die.



from Tristam Shandy
by Laurence Stern
1768

"...have not the wisest of men in all ages, not excepting Solomon himself, - have they not had their HOBBY HORSES; - their running horses, - their coins and their cockle-shells, their drums & their trumpets, their fiddles, their pallets, - their maggots and their butterflies? - and so long as a man rides his HOBBY HORSE peaceably and quietly along the King’s highway, and neither compels you or me to get up behind him, - pray, Sir, what have either you or I to do with it?



from The History of Sexuality
by Michel Foucault
Vintage Books, 1978

There is no binary division to be made between what one says and what one does not say; we must try to determine the different ways of not saying things...



from The Real Frank Zappa Book
by Frank Zappa (written with Peter Occhiogrosso)
Poseidon Press, 1989

In order to deviate successfully, one has to have at least a passing acquaintance with whatever norm one expects to deviate from.



All your life you are told the things you cannot do.  All your life they will say you're not good enough or strong enough or talented enough.  They'll say you're the wrong height or the wrong weight or the wrong type to play this or be this or achieve this.
THEY WILL TELL YOU NO,
a thousand times no until all the no's become meaningless.  All your life they will tell you no, quite firmly and very quickly.  They will tell you no.
AND YOU WILL TELL THEM YES.
- Nike


WHAT IS A WORKOUT??
(Submitted by John Hunter)


DO NOT SUFFER FROM LONELINESS.
Go outside. Go away. It's all the people making you lonely. Pick a spot on the horizon and go for it. Weave your way through a stand of redwoods. Kayak an island chain. Peer over your toes at the edge of a canyon. Go to your favorite place, again and again. This is what you need to do. Not just because it fuels your independence. But because it reminds you you're part of something bigger. And although it may not occur to the baffled onlookers who can't take their eyes off your smiling mud-covered wired-up insane self, it will occur to you:
YOU AREN'T THE ONE WHO'S LONELY.
- Author Unknown


Most people can't understand why someone would run 10 miles through the woods. Most people think it's crazy to slop through mud and dodge rocks when you can run on smooth pavement. And most say it's downright stupid to run up the side of a 14,000-foot mountain.
GOOD. THEY WON'T GET IN MY WAY!!
- Author Unknown

FALL RUNNING
 
When the Summer's sun is
A memory away
And you and I
Are ready for play.
 
The trees are replete
With the hints of fall
And the sky's as clear
As a bright crystal ball.
 
The air is pure, and cool, and such
And the morning sun rising is just the right touch -
For a brand new run
Through the morning's pure haze
With my friends on each side
And a straight ahead gaze.
 
I'm here 'cause I love it!
There's no better place
To be doing what I like most
Just look - in my face.
 
So we run through the Fall
With Winter to come.
This is a great season
Look, it's a sweet gum!
 
Let's just keep on running
'Til we can't make a move
Even that won't deter us
We have nothing to prove.
 
So enjoy the great season
Bring in the big crowds.
Let's run and be merry
And make everyone proud!
 
GETTING OLD
 
I heard the cry one winter night
Of those lost souls who fought the fight
To be the best at what they do
And satisfy no one, and everyone, too.
 
They, like me, curse the day
When age creeps up and washes away
Those hard fought gains that elude us all
And reduce our gait to merely a crawl.
 
But we fight and spit and curse and then
We go and do it all over again
Until we're the best at what we do
And satisfy no one, and everyone, too.
 
- Stan Finley
A REAL WOMAN
 
I run along this path of mine
Content to think that all's just fine.
Until I happen upon a lass
Who calls me out - and says, "That's fast?"
 
She dabbles along for maybe a mile
And then says she, with nary a smile,
"How far you going, another 10 or so?"
I tell her meekly, I don't really know.
 
But she can see as my eyes tell all
I'm almost dead now and ready to crawl.
 
So we part our ways, she wondering why
I'm looking so beat, and she's on a high.
I glance around to see her go
A real woman for sure, I've a ways to go.
 
Now I've a goal set in my sight
And I plan and work on it with all my might
That someday I'll know the real man I can be -
An equal to the real woman who just passed me.
 
- Stan Finley