That's mine, thank you.

Yesterday at professional development, one of the presenters mentioned running marathons. At break, I asked him about which marathons he’d run - you know, trying to be friendly and because when people mention running, I’m genuinely interested. 
The conversation ended shortly there after. He didn’t inquire as to why I was curious or ask if I was a runner. Which would have been fine if…
He hadn’t decided to inquire about such things in front of the 30+ other attendees.
In the middle of his presentation, he decides he wants to make an analogy to marathon running so he turns to me, “Well you asked me about marathons…have you run a marathon before?” 
I, naturally, gave an awkward answer, “Well, I trained for one, but I haven’t ran a marathon.” He looks at me blankly and turns everyone else in the room, “Has anyone else run a marathon?” 
He finds someone else and proceeds to continue the discussion (which centers mostly around expectations and training - hey guy, I could have contributed to that conversation!). 
Cue the NPH face you see above. I wanted to be angry for how dismissive he was, but 
I can’t be mad when he didn’t have all the information about my odd answer.
I couldn’t be angry because of the overwhelming sense of disappointment I felt. 
My friend also felt like his response was dismissive so it wasn’t just me being sensitive.
I’m not sure if I’ll ever get over this epic blow Mother Nature dealt me. I’ll be honest, its pretty damn annoying. I thought I was more resilient than this. 
It makes me wonder. What happens if I actually fall in love with some dude and then he breaks my heart? (<— Ew, that sounds so grossly trite and cheesy, but you get what I’m saying, right?)
Is this just a trade off for taking risks and being vulnerable? 
I don’t like it. Not one little bit. 

Yesterday at professional development, one of the presenters mentioned running marathons. At break, I asked him about which marathons he’d run - you know, trying to be friendly and because when people mention running, I’m genuinely interested.

The conversation ended shortly there after. He didn’t inquire as to why I was curious or ask if I was a runner. Which would have been fine if…

He hadn’t decided to inquire about such things in front of the 30+ other attendees.

In the middle of his presentation, he decides he wants to make an analogy to marathon running so he turns to me, “Well you asked me about marathons…have you run a marathon before?”

I, naturally, gave an awkward answer, “Well, I trained for one, but I haven’t ran a marathon.” He looks at me blankly and turns everyone else in the room, “Has anyone else run a marathon?”

He finds someone else and proceeds to continue the discussion (which centers mostly around expectations and training - hey guy, I could have contributed to that conversation!). 

Cue the NPH face you see above. I wanted to be angry for how dismissive he was, but

  1. I can’t be mad when he didn’t have all the information about my odd answer.
  2. I couldn’t be angry because of the overwhelming sense of disappointment I felt.

My friend also felt like his response was dismissive so it wasn’t just me being sensitive.

I’m not sure if I’ll ever get over this epic blow Mother Nature dealt me. I’ll be honest, its pretty damn annoying. I thought I was more resilient than this.

It makes me wonder. What happens if I actually fall in love with some dude and then he breaks my heart? (<— Ew, that sounds so grossly trite and cheesy, but you get what I’m saying, right?)

Is this just a trade off for taking risks and being vulnerable? 

I don’t like it. Not one little bit. 

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  5. fittinginmylife said: Kind of a jerk move on his part.
  6. runtoeatrepeat said: how discouraging! …but you ARE resilient. and you’ll only come out stronger on the other side. xo
  7. marathonmelissa said: What a jerk! Seriously…
  8. teenalaro said: Ugh!!! This guy…
  9. erinen31 said: He was definitely a jerk. As for love, it’s always a risk to put your heart out there. You may get hurt, but eventually the risks pay off & it’s AWESOME! Promise. :)
  10. feistyflamingo said: Taking risks may mean heartache, but it is better than sitting on the shelf. #stuffYOUtaughtme
  11. malloryrunsthis said: It sounds like he hasn’t run a marathon himself and so he felt defensive about his analogy. Also that he might be kind of a jerk.
  12. happyhealthycook said: You will get past it. And he was dismissive. Jerk. But also, yes on the last part. Risks, vulnerability. It’s the hardest, most painful damn thing, for me, too, but the alternative is SO much worse, so I am compelled to keep risking.
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