There was a post in a group I belong to on Facebook. The poster was questioning to the group when would he finally feel like the race he just did was like the greatest thing every to happen to him. He questioned when it would sink in, when would he feel the accomplishment he just achieved, when would he feel the excitement, the euphoria.

Almost immediately and with out thought or hesitating this was my reply:

I think it depends on what you were expecting it to feel like. My experience not finishing brought to my attention what I expected was so much on the surface. Almost if you could imagine like at the Maters I would be bestowed with a green jacket, or I’d be issued a gold card that would get me into the exclusive club…Little did I realize that one, I was a part of the club all along, and two that outter Rockstar I wanted to be was all an act. Now, with lots of therapy, I’ve realized it’s the inner Rockstar that will ‘validate’ me.

I had the answer in me all along…