I Have Fallen Off Track.

I haven’t been running nearly as much as I should for my Marathon, and my food has been all over the place. Why? Well, I am at work for at least 14 hours per day, If I’m lucky I sleep 5 or 6 hours per night, I am always busy and always tired. (I’m not complaining, it’s a fact). If I have an hour of my day when I don’t have to be at Driven (or an ounce of energy left in my body at the end of the day) and I don’t spend it with my family I feel guilt.

So I haven’t ran or tracked my food for almost a month.

Just Like You

You would think that because I’ve been doing this for years, because it’s part of my job description, because I should always practice what I preach,  I would always have all of this under control. Well I don’t. I too fall off track,  I too get stressed and frustrated. I also overeat when I am stressed or tired, I sometimes overeat when I’m in a good mood and having a good time! I try to get back on track and fail miserably multiple times per month.

Fail Often

The expectation that once you create momentum  you won’t have to struggle is what’s messed up. I have learnt to not be so hard on myself when I screw up. Don’t get me wrong.. I am an over achiever and I have high expectations of myself. Let’s put it this way, I firmly believe it’s my duty to be a living example of what can be done if you are persistent and work hard towards your dreams. I am confident in my strength and my ability to withstand anything that may come my way… ANYTHING.

Yet I still fail… often.

The Difference

Those failures don’t define me. Why? Because I say so. I take those failures as proof that I am raising my own bar just a little bit more every day… Proof that I am reaching for more than I’ve been able to achieve in the past. Proof that I am a fucking shark! I may not get my prey every single time but in its’ eyes I’m scary as shit… it knows that sooner or later I will catch it and I will tear it apart!

Life is very much a balancing act and when you drop the ball in one area of your life, when you “Fail” you have two options, you can feel sorry for yourself and turn it into “who you are” or you can own it and wear it proud, as a sign that you are pushing the envelope!

Be the Shark

If its’ prey gets away, does the shark cry? Fuck no… he keep’s swimming! He knows sooner its’ time will come. So when you fail miserably at something. Don’t cry, keep swimming. Remind yourself that you too are a fucking shark!

– Miguel DP