It's go time

I already know I'm weird, but sometimes I amaze even myself. Like the thing I do when I put on my running shoes: I hate when the tongue or back flap gets scrunched down inside and touches my feet (it kind of makes me want to pee my pants or throw up), yet I always let it happen for the satisfaction of pulling it back out. I could easily hold onto the tongue when I put the shoes on and eliminate this problem altogether, but I don't. I probably never will.

I force myself to endure this unpleasant experience for the sole purpose of becoming more appreciative. How would I know how great the right thing is if I never knew how awful the wrong one is?

Same with life. I honestly believe what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. You want to be a marshmallow forever? Fine, don't run that marathon. Don't graduate from college. Don't let go of that bad relationship. Don't stand up for what you believe in. And certainly don't leave the tongue inside your shoe for a couple of seconds.