Ironically, during the race, towards the end, after I had fallen and was all alone and wasn’t going to get caught by the guy behind me nor was I going to catch the guy ahead of me, I was able to take myself deeper into the well than I ever had with competition just by adopting a curiosity about how hard I could go. In the last k, I got curious about my limits, I got competitive with myself, and I absolutely turned myself inside out to not catch anyone. It was beautiful.Read More
I wrote a long haiku about an easy run I went on. I did it because it seemed weird and hard. Enjoy please.Read More
Imaginary Therapist: Hello everyone, welcome to this edition of therapy with Scott Fauble. Now Scott, what is bothering you today.
Scott Fauble: Wow, this is really public. Are we really gonna do this in front of all these people (I doubt many people will actually read this)? That seems like some sort of violation of doctor-patient confidentiality.
IT: Well, I don’t actually have a doctorate of any kind, because I don’t really exist. I am just a storytelling tool that you’re using in order to get the point you want to make across to your audience (Again, probably a pretty small audience). So, I don’t think doctor patient confidentiality really applies here.Read More
Vince Lombardi expressed it best when he said “We are going to relentlessly chase perfection, knowing full well that we will not catch it, because nothing is perfect. But we are going to relentlessly chase it because in the process we will catch excellence. I am not remotely interested in just being good.” I turns out that if you are chasing perfection, then good performances, or even excellent ones, just don’t quite seem to cut it in terms of personal satisfaction.Read More
Here’s the thing about trying to make a move against world class runners, it’s scary. It’s really scary, because it’s almost certainly not going to work and it’s definitely going to hurt, probably real bad.Read More
I was a saturated mess, I could feel blood pooling in my sock from a toenail cutting its neighboring toe, my leg muscles burned and I was very happy! I was happy to be about to win this race, and I was arguably even more happy to have not had my muscles fail me and go full zombie in the Orlando humidity and ultimately become an embarrassing but wildly successful Gatorade marketing campaign.Read More