This is the first thought that came into my head when I read the word. Immediately.
Mainly, because it's so true.
It's so easy to look at what others have and start to become envious. Dare I say...jealous. Especially when everyone and my mom has a Facebook account, and you know 90% (or some other statistically correct number that I didn't make up) of people are only posting the good stuff.
So it's easy to start feeling down on yourself when you come home with a filthy kid that needs a bath, laundry to do right away, step in cat puke in the meanwhile, and a host of other things go wrong in your evening. (For real: my Monday night) Then you see Sally Smith and John Jones living it up on a beach somewhere, and you think "whhhhhyyyyy me?"
But you know what? My life is pretty great already. I'm betting yours is too.
When I first started really getting into running, the comparison bug started rearing it's little head. I'm talking like after my first 5k, while training for my first half marathon. Like when I realized that pace = finishing time, and sometimes those finishing times are considered "good" depending on your age and experience.
Then I joined a running group, and a Ragnar team, and this comparison bone started to get even bigger. Honestly? It took me awhile to knock it off.
I still have to remind myself that everyone runs at different paces, and that everyone is capable of different things. Yes, I'm training for a full marathon. No, I do not need to do an ultra marathon to be just as cool as so and so. And just because I'm training for a full does not mean that I'm better than someone else. That I can enjoy my own accomplishments and only compete with myself. Because really...
Don't you think?
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