We’ve all heard the saying “motivation can come from anywhere”, well I’m here to tell you that no truer words have ever been spoken.

Like many of us, the end of 2018 found me in a burned out slump of epic proportions. I hadn’t trained consistently since Wine & Dine in November, even though Sandy and I have several races on the schedule for early this year. A lethal combination of the holiday season, and the process of ordering, customizing and then attending the build of our new motorhome just kicked my desire to train in the nuts!

So the ball drops in Times Square and I’m getting dangerously close to my first event of 2019 (the 3M Half Marathon in Austin). I forced myself to get back out and run and have been doing so on a somewhat regular basis for the last week or so. But I just haven’t had the spark that had been there in the past. Basically, I was just going through the motions.

Then this afternoon Sandy and I were out for a run. About 3/4 of the way through, I heard a dog barking behind us. Since you never can be too sure about loose dogs around here, I looked back over my shoulder to see if it posed a threat. At about the same time a “plump” couple in a golf cart whizzed past, and then I saw it… the dog I had heard was on a leash which was being held by the person in the passenger seat of the golf cart. The dog was running along beside the cart… they were “walking” their dog, riding in a golf cart.

In that brief moment, it all came back to me. All the reasons I had worked so hard in the past. All the reasons I had endured long summertime runs. All the reasons I pushed myself to get up and go to the gym. All the “blood, sweat, and tears” I had survived on my quest to achieve the new and improved me that I had become. Right there in that moment in time, I was back.

To the couple in the golf cart, I say thank you. To everyone reading this I say, get out there and find your motivation! Never give up… never surrender.