Success has never been handed to someone; it has always been a byproduct of an unyielding sense of personal drive to become better… So you ask why I (Brett Hundley) do what I do.
It’s the feeling of failing and being able to get up and try again, to feel yourself breaking down and still being able to push through the pains and aches of life. That feeling of enjoyment and rush after winning, knowing you pushed yourself to the edge each and every day and in the end it all paid off.
The feeling of failure hurts. To know how hard you worked and to fail is one of the worst feelings, but those feeling will make you into a better man… God allows us to experience the low points of life in order to teach us lessons we could not learn in any other way. The way we learn those lessons is not to deny the feelings but to find the meanings underlying them.
I have felt what failure feels like, to me it is worse than being sore, than feeling bad, it is something unexplainable. I have never been fond of it and never will. The reason I do what I do is to be able to never feel that feeling again. I am not here to say I will never fail but I am here to say I will never fail without getting up and pushing myself until I don’t.
I am a firm believer that anything can be achieved as long as you set your mind on it and are willing to do what is necessary. My life has been filled with failure but it has also been filled with achievements. I may lose once but I will never give up until I have finished what I’ve started.
Life is filled with failures and the only way you can achieve greatness is to get back up and try again, pushing that much more to becoming better. My life quote is Excellence is a better teacher than mediocrity. The lessons of the ordinary are everywhere. Truly profound and original insights are to be found only in studying the exemplary.
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I don't know if this will mean anything to you, but I wanted to share some thoughts I've been wrestling with for a couple years now. I've run a few marathons and in two weeks will try my first one in two years. The last one I tried was in March 2009, but I pulled out with an injury after 7 miles. Overcoming the injury has been really difficult, psychologically and physically, so it means a lot to me to finish this next race.
In any case, I have never really gotten comfortable with the scenario that led to me injury a couple years ago. In Nov. 2008, I was in the best shape of my life and hoping to start running marathons every 2-3 months to shave time and try to qualify for Boston. I was registered for the Pasadena Marathon mid-Nov. Months of training, hell, even my toilet schedule was timed for this race (it's just part of the normal prep). The race was canceled at 4 am that day because of poor air quality to do fires in the region. I felt physically ill because my body NEEDED that race.
I signed up for another race on Feb 1, but kind of lost my mojo. My training became inconsistent. I finished the race, but it wasn't anything spectacular. Then, the Pasadena race was rescheduled for mid-March, and I decided to go for it, to get the monkey off my back. This is when I got the injury.
Through all of this, I had the intense feeling that nothing is guaranteed. It's not over 'till it's over and all that. But how do we feel a sense of achievement if the thing we prepared for never actually happens? What if you get injured in you attempt for vindication?
How do you deal with these things? What if someone takes your place on the team? What if you lead the team for years and have a great college career but the team sucks and you never play in big national games? I have no doubt in y