OK, let’s just get this out in the open: I hocked my first loogie ever (like, ever ever).
A few weeks ago, I ran my first 5k of 2014. Some of you will remember because I was trying hard not to be a little whining baby about having not trained in, like, a year.
(That, and that my beau basically told me to shut it and get out there.)
Well, I got out there. I didn’t beat my personal record (I was actually a few minutes off — whaaa), but I got out there and ran and jogged and walked and sweated my bum off and laughed with other runners and…
…hocked a big ol’ loogie.
I’ve seen other runners do it before, both during races and just running at the park or down the street. During those times, just the thought of spitting in front of strangers, and right there in public — oh my!
Plus, I really hate when people spit in public in general. Like, I have to walk there, OK?
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But, I couldn’t help it. I had all that extra saliva and phlegm and just, yuck, it had to go. So, out it came.
Granted, I get that what I did probably isn’t all that “socially acceptable” — especially during a race — so don’t please don’t pounce me if you’re offended. I promise I was as socially acceptable about it as one can be when hocking a loogie. I veered to the side of the street, made sure no one was behind me — all that jazz.
Boy, did it feel good to get rid of it.
Now, back to the “why you should care” part of this.
I admit, I spent a little time thinking about how hocking that loogie while I was racing kind of related to my life — to everyone’s life, really.
Sometimes, we just don’t have room — or time — to deal with all the crap.
There I was, running (jogging, walking, crawling — whatever) along, working toward my goal, and suddenly here’s all this gunk trying to distract me.
This time, I didn’t let it. This time, I spit it out and kept going.
Isn’t that the way it is in life, sometimes? We’re moving right along with our eyes on the prize and BOOM — something comes along to slow us down?
Maybe you’ve gotten laid off from your job. Failed a college exam. Were involved in a fender bender and saw your insurance rates increase.
Albeit, they suck, but these are all situations you can “hock out” and then keep moving forward. Don’t let them keep you from your goal. Don’t let them make you curl up and give up. Find a solution and keep on keepin’ on.
How about you, readers? What are some situations you’ve had to — or need to — hock out to keep moving toward your goal?