Yesterday I didn't feel like doing anything.  I haven't took a day off training in a few weeks, and I was going to just do 250/250/50 push/sit/pull then run 3 miles since the pool was closed.  Well I did my calisthenics then went out for a run.  I ran 1.5mi from my house, was about to turn around, but my feet were already soaking wet from running through a few puddles, I had a nasty wind in my face, and it was getting dark.  Most people would call this discomfort, but it gave me a feeling I haven't felt in a while.  I got a shot of adrenaline and decided to keep running.  I didn't have a plan for what I was doing or how far I would go, I just kept running, trying to burn out the weakness I felt an hour before.  Motivated my the fear of failure, and thinking about my past failures my entire body went numb.  Over emotional from the memories of losing the wrestling state title nearly 6 years ago, I couldn't feel anything except fear, fear of losing, fear of failing, fear of not pushing myself to the max every chance I get.  11 miles later I burned out my emotions and decided to quit running.  I checked my time and did the math, 8:15 pace for 12.5 miles.  Not bad, considering I can barely run 1.5mi in 10:00.  Usually when I run LSD I feel a sense of accomplishment when I'm done, but this time I felt angry.  Instead of heading back out and tearing up my legs I decided to bottle it up and save that emotion for today.  Time to get changed and head out for my INT runs, intense weight training, and LSD swim.

As Dan Gable used to say: "If I can walk off the mat under my own power, it wasn't a good practice" or something like that. 

I strive for failure in every training exercise I do, but it's the fear of Failure that pushes me beyond my capabilities.