I much prefer peach cobbler and ice cream. Lol.
Things didn’t go how I planned at KU, but I guess sometimes it’s like that. You train hard. You look good at practice. You feel good. And when the spikes meet the track, you don’t execute.
Now the competitor in me felt faster than 20.90. And, I’m pretty sure I looked faster than 20.90, but hey - who am I to argue with the clock. You can’t win them all - it is what it is.
The good thing is I’m healthy. And if I can walk away healthy, that means I’ll live to race another day. That’s a “W” right there.
And, shout out to my homeboy Darron for keeping me encouraged. He posted this on my Facebook page last Saturday:
Some of the greatest champions, "DOC" were the ones who were denied early in life...but later in LIFE decided that MAN’S words cant stop GOD'S plan. Doc, my friend, my brother you are a perfect example to so many of us who truly know your past. To the young and the old, DOC’S life is a true story of a CHAMPION.
You’ve got to bounce back with support like that. I read everything that folks post on my Facebook page, and I’m always on Twitter. The tweets, the posts, the direct messages, whatever. Just know that I truly appreciate the support. That’s not lip service. That’s real.
What it boils down to is simple. This is a mental sport. I have confidence in myself, and I have confidence in my training. Does this suck? Yep, you better believe it - but it’s temporary. I know I’m better than what the time reflects, and I’ll execute next time. Believe that.