Last night around 8:45, as I was getting stuff ready for today’s race, I got a text message notification on my phone. If I get to it fast enough, I can read most of the message as it scrolls across the top. All I managed to catch of this one was “…sorry.”
I had been getting good luck texts all day, so I wondered who it could be from. And why they were sorry. When I opened message, my stomach dropped to my feet and my heart started pounding.
It was from Douche-Bag Scott!
Are you freakin’ kidding me?
His message was this: “Sorry I disappeared on you. I promised I wouldn’t and I’m sorry. I just didn’t know what to say. Anyway, good luck tomorrow.”
It was the straw that broke the camel’s back. I hadn’t cried over him. Didn’t think he was worth my tears. But when I called my mom (good news, she’s not mad at me anymore!) to tell her about it, I immediately burst into tears upon hearing her voice. She of course thought something was horribly wrong until I set her straight. She was flabbergasted. I didn’t know if I should even justify him with a reply. Did he deserve one? Certainly not. But do I want to be the better person? You betcha!
So after careful thought and consultation I replied back with this: “Thanks. I appreciate it.”
That’s all. No asking him why, no calling him, no wanting to talk it out or tell him how crappy he made me feel. I knew he wouldn’t answer or reply back to anything I said so instead of making myself crazy I let it lie.
I took the freakin’ high road. And I feel pretty good about it.
But the rage I felt when I read the message? If the race would have been last night I’m fairly sure I would have crushed the time I dreamt I got earlier this week (2:06). My heart was still pounding a bit last night at 11pm when I was laying in bed, trying to sleep.
During the Half today, whenever I was needing some inspiration to run I thought about that stupid text and I ran off the rage! So, thanks Scott! Thanks for giving me some rage from which to pull out a pretty great PR.
That is 3 things from him this week. I’m spent. First the video, then the email from match that he’s a good match for me, then this. Oy. I hope that’s all over with.
I will recap the rest of the race later. For now, I nap. 🙂
Thank you for all your comments and likes! I’m so happy and proud! Life is good.
Happy Sunday friends!