I’m not 100% sure where I was, but I thought I knew at one time. I might have been wrong. Or I might have forgotten. Maybe I left myself notes. Maybe not.
And I’m not 100% sure where I am now. Or which way I’m heading.
I’m not 100% sure where these words come from. I think that I’m 100% sure where this image comes from, but I’m not 100% sure what it means.
I described it twice today as “trying to run a marathon while hip-deep in molasses.” That’s fair, I think.
But while that might all be incredibly frustrating (it is), I will not stop running.
That’s one lesson of the marathon. You can get carried off in an ambulance, and your time may suck and not be what you wanted, but you will not quit.
No matter how much you just want to take a little rest, sit for a few minutes, and see if maybe that leads to a quit.
When in doubt, keep moving.