After reading many emails or as I like to call them, "hate" mail in my inbox. It usually is my favorite but sometimes a bitter treat for my day. Whatever it is, it has be to be done because it comes with the nature of the beast.
When I started this blog and displayed my email address in a previous blog, I knew that I would get questions, comments or negativity. I knew I painted a bullseye on my back to some who became my critics. To some, I was seen as a person who was doing his best for good causes and doing what he could to help others in their time of need. To others, it was just a publicity act or to gain attention. And with this blog, this is made for you, to help you realize what I go through on a day to day basis.
To some of you who think I am a fake, a phoney or just a disgrace, as a matter of a fact, I have heard these words and many others growing up. Sure, it shocks or is bitter at times to take in, but hey, nothing new to me. I know that there are not many in this world that doesn't think highly of me or some who act nice only to my face, I just take it in as it should be, a chip on my shoulder.
If you think I am a fake because what I do is real just boggles my mind because if you could just put yourselves in my shoes, to take the many steps and run the obstacles that I deal with daily, your perspective would be different. On a day to day basis for me, it is pretty hectic, I work a full time job of 40 hours a week and on my days off or on some late nights, I work on fund raising, my workout routines, keeping in contact with representatives, keeping updated on events, working on the budget, and helping being a pen pal to so many of each charity. I even wake up early to do a workout, to help start my day and hospital visits because of my previous neck and shoulder injury and other injuries I may have sustained during my training. I even get my heart checked out from time to time again for my heart murmur, to help monitor it. I hope this helps you understand what is real to me when you think of me as a fake.
In this blog, you will never see me belittle you or call you out one by one by your user names or emails, I just want you to understand that some days, you may think less of me but there are those who count, my family, friends and many who think highly of me and that is what keeps me going.
And yes, I know that with my name, I should be doing great or living to the legendary status that my father did in his prime but in the real world, that was him, this is me. I have respected his career and I am now respecting my gift and talent. I may not be as talented as him in any aspect but that is just fine with me because if I was just like him, I wouldn't have been myself.
I have never called myself an icon or a role model. I actually wanted to inspire many to achieve their own dreams and take on the world in their own way because I do not want a carbon copy of what I have done, follow your own footsteps, why would you want the stars if you could have the universe? Shoot beyond your own horizons. And never give up on yourselves, give into what is given inside, passion, desire, love, faith....everything that is a inspirational success. I always challenge those to not be like me, be yourselves, be better than me.
And to the final critic, I do not do this for money or success because you do not see me on television or newspapers or any articles in magazines plugging in what I am doing. And I was blessed to actually be given a grant for next year's races because of each organization I represent and it was their offer, not mine.
Also, to the email from an outspoken viewer, thank you, my mohawk is pretty awesome, right? To you, I may seem like it is a sign of being a rebel or a punk but that is because you have been listening to too much Green Day. And as long as I have it, you will be seeing more of it, get used to it.
As my final saying to each and one of you critics, I say this with my full heart......thank you. Thanks for being as harsh as you can because you add fuel to my fire and that is what drives me. You may think less of me but I think more of you.
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