At the risk of sharing too much...
Two years ago, I had a crush on this girl and we decided to give it a go. The "relationship" lasted all of a week before she decided she did not want anything to do with me. Man was I pissed... she was feeding me excuses, but in the end, the only thing I could see in my angered state was that she did not find me physically attractive.
At the time, I was about 60 pounds overweight, which was a huge source of my own insecurity. From this point, I decided it was time to make a change because I was just so damn frustrated with making excuses. A wise man once said "Excuses are like a crutch - for the lame and the weak." I finally took it to heart.
I started training with a friend of mine, just running 3-4 miles each morning and swimming once or twice a week. During these workouts was a great time to think and talk with my friend about how upset I was that it did not work out. He was incredibly supportive (much like the people on slowtwitch) and encouraged me to forget about her by focusing on myself. I registered to do a roughly olympic distance tri and competed about 2 months later on some running, a little swimming, and no cycling to speak of. The rush I got at about 1 mile left on the run helped me to realize that I was capable of so much more than just agonizing over love lost.
Fast forward to today... I am living with the aforementioned girl, happier than I have ever been, and training for 2 half ironmans and potentially Great Floridian this fall. I am still about 20 pounds overweight, but working on that one ;-)
My girlfriend and I have had several conversations about our rocky start - turns out she was initially turned off because I lacked focus... like there was something missing in my life which effected my emotional state. After finding friends and the sport of triathlon, everything seemed to fall into place.
Turns out the initial rejection was the best thing that could have happened to me.
Bottom line: everything turns out for the best, whether you know it or not.
Tom - immerse yourself in the things you love and the people that love you. Then, when you see her on race day, it will mean nothing to you.
Mike Hollywood
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