Be modest! It is the kind of pride least likely to offend.
Last week’s word was tough: humble.
This week’s word is modest – so similar to humble yet so different. And yes, I am most definitely a modest person & a modest runner, on many levels.
I do not like attention. I think most women are raised to be modest – both physically & in actions, but some certainly seem more comfortable in the spotlight than others. I can remember my second half so clearly & that moment afterward in the elevator, with other runners from the race. They were proudly wearing their medals & wanted to know why I wasn’t wearing mine. It never even occurred to me.
Nowadays I do, but I admit: it still kind of makes me uncomfortable.
Then there ‘s being modest about my body. Run in a bra & shorts? No way! Although I did consider running the Firecracker 4 in my pink mesh running top, which is very cool & very comfortable & also very see through. Race day dawned cool; I wore a heavier top.
I’ve only ever worn it on the treadmill. Until this week! I finally wore it outside!
Not that long ago, though, after a humid run I took off my sweaty top in a parking lot & donned a dry top. Progress. A very small parking lot, of course. Baby steps.
Recently HoHo Runs tagged me to answer a few questions; one was what I would sing at karaoke. And I replied I was way too shy to sing at karaoke, despite having a good voice. (You can read the rest of the Q&A here).
Finally there is the fact that I’m a runner of very modest talent. I am slow & I don’t seem to get much faster, even though I keep trying. I’m just sure that that breakthrough is around the corner. As I like to say, I’m slow but I finish. Maybe I need to design a tshirt.
But, Orson Welles said:
Nobody who takes on anything big and tough can afford to be modest.
Food for thought.
Are you modest about your abilities? About your body?