If there is a character defect of mine that likes to weigh me down, it’s that of comparing myself to others. Yes, I have written about this before, and I am sorry to say, I will probably write about it again. And perhaps again after that.
You’ve been warned.
I am not sure why, but there is something about comparing myself to others that keeps bringing me back to pain over and over again. Regardless of how injurious it is to me, on all fronts, I find myself settling into my default position of “not good enough”. It’s somewhat hardwired in me, and even with the introspective work I do and speaking to others about it and praying about it, it still floats to the surface. It’s emotional and mental deadwood that keeps washing up on my shores.
I understand all the anti-comparison thoughts and arguments – on the surface. I understand how comparing oneself to another only puts me at emotional harm. I understand that we are unique and that there is no other like us and that we only need compare ourselves to ourselves, and that’s it. I get it all – intellectually. At heart and soul level, not so much. At the level where it counts most, I still fumble around in the dark. And I keep bumping into walls. No light.
This compulsion to compare myself has been really revved up in my running life. Runners are fantastic folk, and outside of the recovery community, I haven’t met a more welcoming and supporting group of folks. But runners don’t often speak of runs as being “easy” or “fun” or “pleasant”. In a technological-based world, we have raw hard data. And we share that with one another. We often display what distance / pace / heart rate / elevation grade, etc. we have recently endured. What personal bests we achieved that week. Pictures of those GPS watches on our wrists are common on social media. It’s not about competition, but about documentation, for the most part (and perhaps some humble bragging too.)
So when I see all those numbers, I immediately mentally put my own numbers up for scrutiny. And for a slow running dude like me, I almost always end up holding the short-straw. And then the whipping happens – “Why are you bothering to do this?”, “Who do you think you are wanting to be like them?”, “They were born to do this – you weren’t”, etc. It’s an internal and self-directed version of a prison shower beating scene.
Cue the Facebook inspirational quotes and memes:
Comparison is the thief of joy.
Run your own pace.
Be yourself – everyone else is taken.
The only one you’re in competition with is you.
…ad nauseum.
And while they come from a place of conventional wisdom, they fail to quell that deep dark place in me that still screams out “you run like a pregnant yak”. I see folks who were at once my speed now bolting ahead, darting and flitting about with the gazelles ahead. I see people running their first marathon and crushing my own time by enviable amounts. I hear the endless chatter of Boston [Marathon] Qualifying and how cool that is. Then I watch my plodding times and wonder what it is that I am missing. Genetics? Mental toughness? Competitive fire?
Well we all know ego loves this kind of thing. Self-pity is a drug and my own mind has an endless supply if I play into it. It’s my pusher. I was reading a post last night by a fellow runner who spoke about similar feelings held by her. It was a relief to know I wasn’t alone in feeling like this. Perhaps the fact that I have been sidelined for more than a week plays into this whole thing. Fear of missing out is no doubt at play (and a topic for another post!)
And of course ego and mind collude to bring me to extremes – maybe I should quit running for good. I should quite my running club (which I stopped running with because I am too embarrassed to run with any more). I should stop pretending that I am a runner and just sit in a corner and eat cake (mmmmm….cake.) Which I understand to be ridiculous, but it can feel as real as the chair I am sitting in right now.
The idea of comparing myself to others is something I wish I could let go of, but I struggle with it. As good ‘ol Dr. Phil would ask – what are you getting out of this? Well, healthy doses of ego-satisfying self-pity. I get to stay frozen and to play small. I get to satisfy that part of me that still think he’s a piece of shit. It plays into the darkness that once ruled my life and can again if I don’t continue to shine light into the shadowy crevices. What am I getting out of this, doctor? A lot of self-inflected gun shot wounds and then wonder why I am bleeding all over the nice carpet.
And look, I get it – I am comparing my behind-the-scenes to other people’s highlight reels (oops, another Instagram winning quote!) and I get that I am comparing my first chapter with someone else’s chapter 20 (okay, last one, I promise.) I would say the same thing to someone else who came to me with the same issues. But to take my own advice, to feel it in my bones, down the chambers of my heart? Not at all.
Runners aren’t the problem. Running isn’t the problem. If I took up knitting, I would be doing the same things before I knew it, wondering why my sweaters weren’t as good as so-and-so’s and why my stitching isn’t so clean and tight as others. I would wear my own knitted mittens as badges of shame rather than accomplishment. In the end, the problem is me. Until I cultivate a healthier sense of self-worth and self-value, I will continue to play this game of “let’s twist this deeper”.
So for now I just do my best to keep the ugly thoughts at bay. I have days where these thoughts are fleeting. I have others where they consume me and it goes past the running into well-tread territories. I stay open as to why I self-flagellate and try to listen to that voice that tells me that I am okay. That I am okay. That I am OKAY. And then hopefully one day I will embrace it. I will make it my own.
Until then…
YOU. ARE. OK.
YOU. ARE. A. RUNNER.
I personally think youre awesome! But you know that I understand. I get it!! OUR exercise is to let our best be good enough for US!! Because the running community already knows we are good enough. 🙂
Great heartfelt post!!
Nailed it, as per usual Paul. It’s easy to relate to the little fish wishing he was the big fish, I get that, but I wonder, is it possible that sometimes we are the big fish wishing we had some blue gravel?
If you like, you can compare yourself to me. I am not a runner. I have crossfitted, bootcamped, spun and zumbad for hours. But i could never , ever find that runner motivation. I am impressed by you love for something that i hate, lol, because i can only assume you must love it to be willing to do it.
I have also struggled with comparion. My sister said one day that i excel at evrything i do. My response was maybe i only choose to stick with things i know i can be good at. Hmmm
Anyway, the philosophy of yoga has seriously limited my personal comparison. I know those thoughts don’t help me. Especially when i am gloating that i look better, am stronger, etc than someone else.
So i try to bring the focus back to self acceptance and approval. Of today, as i am. There is a lot of peace that comes from being satisfied.
Think about why you run. Why you would run even if you were alone and no one ever knew. And you will find some of that satisfaction.
Anne
Change the tape you play in your head my friend, change the tape. You are not fast as some others because you don’t train as hard (or as long) as they do. Your life is full, you have fun as you are. The proper way to battle the committee in your melon is to remind them that you seek balance, not blazing speed, you seek contentment rather than a 38 minute 10k time.
Forgive, but the problem is not that you compare yourself to others but that you compare your insides to their “outsides”!
What you want to ask is, “what did they have to give up to have a fast 5k”? Time, lots and lots of time. That’s what. Are you willing to trade your hard-fought balance for a neat time on a watch? “We think not”!
Be at peace my friend.
Hmmm, that’s a good one Paul. “Rinsing the cottage cheese…” I bet the vast majority of humans share your concerns (that you can’t run very fast – Bwahahaha! – sorry, couldn’t resist – no, that they also compare themselves to others and come up short). There’re a number of points here – some physical, some psychological and some spiritual. Let’s start with the physical. “No man can have more than one master”. I’ve known a number of superb runners Paul, and every one of them got that way by making running THE most important activity in their lives – above children, above spouses, above job, above sleep, above sobriety, and above food, amongst others. There was a classic Business book written by Jim Collins about excellence , entitled “From Good to Great”. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Good_to_Great Even the Wiki article is valuable to read if you can’t get the book. I find the info in thsi book to be personally valuable as well as commercially. The author is a renowned Business Prof and his wife is a top runner. In a section of the book he considers what makes her so good at what she does. One of her habits is to watch every singe morsel of food she consumes and its precise make-up. Cottage cheese is very nutritious but the fluid contains a few calories – so she actually rinsed off her cottage cheese before eating it. It is that single minded deication to every detail, to the exce;usion of all else in life that caannot nold otself to the runners’ habits, that helps provide excellence. The question the is , Do you wish to give running that place in your life? If so, then you can, if not then there will always be those who are better runners than you. As you will be better at something that they are not..
Then there is psychological – again it requiures that you focus on running and only running. All else must take a second fiddle – including family, friends, job, etc.
And then there is spiritual. Honestly Paul, we are gregarious creatures that look around at others to see how we fit in and to find out how to be the best. It is how we are built and it drives excellence and competition and collaboration and makes up a big part of who we are. In fact you used those very characteristics in your meetings (I’ve actually been to some but shhh) to help yourself. As much as many will say to turn down that connectedness, personally I think it needs to be reinforced, As you did in meetings.
The key, for me then, has always been simple – instead of looking to others to define yourself, look up to a higher power. Look to the One who created all this for your meaning and know that He is always loving and always forgiving – so no need to fear failure. Failures can be used as learning opportunities. Also know that each and every one of us is unique and powerful in a way that no other is. This allows you to enjoy the company of others, to note how their actions can be adopted for your use, to leverage the unity of the others and yet not define yourself by their actions and words. You can then rejoice in the successes of others without feeling marginalized.
Anyway, this faith has helped me a lot over the years and I mention it for whatever value it may have for you.
Great post as always Paul, Thank You.
love this post Paul…we all do this about something. I relate to Anne’s comments about yoga…tha has changed my perspective. I have to be by a wall (my balance is bad!), I have to use blocks when others aren’t, i am working hard on getting headstand at the wall as i am amazed at others doing it in the middle of the room…and yet i have no feeling of less than. I think the key is that i love it so much, i’m not even in competition with myself…i just do it because i love it and a i get better and stronger i am filled with a sense of gratitude.
Now…that’s not the same in every aspect of my life, for sure…there’s a lot of “relieve me from the bondage of self” going on up in this house!
but that old saying, the thief of joy, is so true.
let’s opt for joy!
Hardwired in all of us my friend, even the mighty Ms Loren there. X
I massively identify with this post.
I was a swimmer – I gracefully retired two years ago when my daughter got into the top 100 in the UK for 5k and she dried, dressed, medal and certificate collected cheered me on the last painful 10 lengths and then helped me out of the pool. Defeated! But I used to have a graph of my times, my weight, my dick size… no kidding but mental to compare to myself at 30 vs 50 even!!!! Nuts.
Music too – big one for me… and recovery – I mean Paul, you have such a better more honest recovery than me. I’m not worthy… etc. etc. etc.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Impostor_syndrome – it is surprisingly common actually. I try to use that by thinking, thinking this is just like everyone else. Hence I’m the same no better or worse.
But I know saying all this vs doing and more importantly feeling it is so much harder
Per usual an interesting, beautifully written read with great photos. Thank you. As much as it may seem like one of those met-a-man-with-no-feet deals, I HAVE to ask, does it help at all to remember you are healthy and ambulatory?
As the photo of Sofia Loren proves, someone ALWAYS has a bigger boat, rack, trophy room …
xxooxxoo
M
This might be my very favorite post of yours, Paul, and that’s saying something, there’s some great competition there!
I can so relate, and you really hit me with the line, “I get to stay frozen and play small.” I have been considering a new venture, I’m not even in the game yet and that voice is talking to me, “Why even bother, you know how this will end…” type stuff. So I’m not even in the competition phase and I’m bowing out! Which I now won’t, thanks to your beautiful prose.
As for when I’m in the thick of it, yep, I so know how that gets. I’ve written about it as it concerns blogging, so that feeling that’s as “real as the chair,” I get that too.
Truly, I am with you on every single word. I wish I had an answer, but I know any of my advice will be like the platitudes you listed above. As completely true as they are, they are meaningless until we give personal meaning to them.
But the good news is this: we have hope that we will turn that corner, because we have sat in the darkness before, and had that small shift in perspective that yielded such powerful change in our lives. If we can get sober, then surely we can change our thinking on this!
I want to hit the “like” button a few more dozen times on this post.
Oh boy, do I ever get how comparing myself to other runners hits buttons. It’s such an easy way to beat myself up. It especially gets to me with people who have been running as long as I have been but are faster (I consol myself with being older usually, then get depressed that I’m getting older – fun!). I get ,ad at myself and berate myself for being lazy, for being afraid, for being a wimp… you name it.
But the one thing that helps is being aware that I’m doing it. A few times I’ve dropped reading blogs that seem to really upset me or, if I choose to keep reading, find myself gearing myself up for being negative towards myself. Sometimes I am able to be intellectual about it and learn from what the other runner has done differently that I might be able to use. Others times I’m less successful and think, “eh, if they keep that up, I bet they get injured,” then stew if they don’t. Not healthy or helpful.
What it all comes down to for me is trying to remember that the act of running does make me happy. I don’t run to “beat” other people. It’s nice when I on the rare occasion place in my age group, but I don’t ever strategize my races by picking off other runners because that isn’t me. I’m not really competitive in that way. I’m just a master competitor in finding ways to be cruel to myself.
I have to add, I’d be damned impressed with a pregnant yak running. Just saying.
So I wrote about finding a new running group recently. Very welcoming, sweet bunch of folks. I’ve run with them three times, I think. Then ice came, snow. I thought “no way am I going out in that and risking breaking my neck.” A lot of them still went. They’re training for a 10-mile run in spring. They’re raising a lot of money for cancer research. Some of them are slower than me, but most of them faster. I can’t compare. I actually don’t even want to. I signed up for a gym membership for the treadmills. I beat myself up over my pace, which is somehow slower than when I get out on hilly streets. (How is that possible?) I listen to music and sweat and watch muted infomercials on miracle camis that eliminate muffin top and think maybe I’m doing one better than that, or at least would if I quit eating all those muffins. I feel fucking fantastic after a run. I guess that’s why I do it. Maybe I’ll get back to group runs. I’m not giving up, though feeling I might make a better solo runner. Now if only I could beat my road time on a treadmill. My point in this rambling comment is I feel you. I really do.
When I first joined my running team, I was one of the slowest. And I always found myself crossing the finish line in practice as first, second or third LAST. Always. You know what happened? The three of us, whose role seemed to be bringing up the rear, formed an incredible friendship and called ourselves “Team Try” (TT for short) ’cause you know what? We were trying just as hard as the others so we mattered just as much!! Without them, I might have quit the team, it sure sucks always coming in last, but thank goodness I didn’t! Sure, my times have improved, but I have made some of the greatest friendships through the experience of running with others.
Not that it always works for me, but I try and compare myself to others and think, given my talents and abilities, how can I push a little harder like they are. Not so I’m just like them, but so that I can feel I accomplished something. My fight is not with them, but with myself. I am in competition only with myself. That really is the only thing I have control over. I try and think of Oscar Wilde’s quote: “Be yourself; everyone else is taken”.
If you take up knitting however, I’d like a scarf, please! 🙂
Im a fat runner. I hike, too, but I have the heart and soul of a runner. I ran 4.05 miles yesterday, time was 56:24, avg pace 13:55.
I know many runners will scoff at those numbers and say its not running but with my body and foot ailments (PF) its pretty damn good. Youre right, you will battle with comparing and I have no doubt youll find a ways to cope with it so it doesnt rob you feeling good about something as fabulous as being out on a run. Next time you see a fat slow runner give them a smile and a high five as you pass them.
I was just thinking about this the other day…you know…the old “Don’t compare your insides with someone else’s outsides” thing. So much easier said then done.
For me it’s work. Having had a huge setback in my career with my layoff, I now compare myself with not only my old peers who were not laid off and are now in (what I perceive to be) excellent career positions, but also with those in my new company who I know I can run circles around in the board room but can’t because of my current role.
But here’s the thing. I love my job. I love the people I work with every day. I love the company. So why do I choose to beat myself up over a lack of a few initials after my name? The hell if I know.
When I start thinking that way I make myself stop, take a breath and ask myself, “Why am I here?” Why do I stay if I’m not fulfilled? Why don’t I go out and get another job that I feel is worthy of my incredible skills? Why don’t I give another company or department a chance to partake of the amazing gift of Sherry?
Because at the end of the day I’m happy. Working with good people at a company of which I can be proud and doing work that fulfills me is worth way more than an upgrade in title. It allows me a great work/life balance and peace of mind. It’s my ego that needs to move on and quit all that jabbering in my head. I just need to remind myself of that from time to time.
So to you my friend I would ask…why do you run? No seriously, why do you run because I can’t for the life of me figure out why anyone would do that to themselves on purpose. Ask yourself that question and then make peace with the answer.
And if it works long term let me know because I can’t seem to remember it for very long.
Light and love and endless belief,
Sherry
I saw that you wrote this yesterday, but I am only reading it today. I knew by the title that I NEEDED to read this but I just couldn’t. Everything you write about here in terms of you vs. others is what had me nearly in tears yesterday. It’s so damn difficult, some days more than others. That’s when i cut off all notifications and shut off Facebook and Twitter and decide I don’t want to hear anything from anyone even the slightest bit “good” or “better” than a parallel situation in my life.
It isn’t running but it is everything else for me right now.Jobs, love, opportunities, weight, sobriety, etc. Not dwelling and worrying about me is easier said than done but what else can I do? Those are the moments that negate everything else i have done for myself, hyperfocusing on the things that matter least or are the most beyond my control at any given time.
Alright, now I am rambling. Thanks for your words, as always, and making me really think and apply them to my situation…especially this time.
Yep. That ultra critical/comparison-y voice just loves to ruin our day. I can relate- not about running, but the part where you say that part of you would be comparing about something else if it weren’t about running. I do that too. I’ve noticed that that critical side just moves and shifts to a different focus, once I achieve something in one area it attacks another. Lately, just knowing that helps me to keep it at bay a little. Meditation and buddhist philisophy help me too. But it is so annoying!
Paul, for what it is worth, you are awesome and don’t let that voice tell you any different!
After reading all these great comments I dont think there is much left to add. You clearly know what the issue is. Your me-co-system is battling against itself like it is two seperate individuals.
The true self- “I can do this”
and the false self- “why are you even bothering to push your physical boundaries? Your a dum-poo head.”
I believe that having an honest and open conversation with the false self can really uncover alot. Not in a schizo-kind of way but in a role play. Playing the part of your negative false self with another trustworthy person can help you understand why you have this “splitting” of the self. Asking the false self why it believes lies about you; instead of working as a team to succeed and so on. It sounds odd im sure but I have seen it first hand and the level of connection and truth that surfaced was nothing short of miraculous.
Just a thought. We tend to push away our negative “personalities” and emotions instead of trying to negotiate and reason with them. I believe that all our thoughts and emotions are a sort of eco-system or me-co-system that can all work in a type of harmony if we are open to communicating with all parts of ourselves. Hope that makes sense without sounding too “i see dead people nonsense”
This was a fantastic post. Thanks for sharing it.
-Dustin
I don’t run, therefore you are faster than me 🙂 I so understand the “comparing myself to others issue”. I do it ALL the time. Why can’t I have what he has. If only I hadn’t been a drunk all my life. What would I have now? Etc. What I have is the love of a great community and family. Most importantly the love of my God and an understanding that I have flaws like everyone else. All I can do is the BEST I can do. You still run faster than me. There I go again 🙂 🙂
Peace
Art
Holy cow,I’m like that about everything. Mainly though instead of running it’s art, making art. I freeze up constantly because of imagined comparison. It sucks all the joy out of creating. I’ve wanted to be an artist since I was a teenager and I stopped because of that but came back in the last 15 years and it’s still a struggle.
I used to run and for awhile there I was “good” (for me at least). My first marathon was a GREAT experience. My second marathon (Chicago) and my non-runner girlfriend beat me by 32 seconds. That seriously drove me nuts and I couldn’t stand the sight of her after that. 😛
I really know what you mean about comparing yourself to other runners. I used to tell myself to stop it, but I’d do it anyway and make myself miserable! I got REALLY down over it. I keep saying I’m going to get back to running, but honestly, I am *not* built for speed, my [SUPER]ego can’t handle it and I found other things I’m enjoying without the comparison to others. But yes, it is not about running; it is about the story we tell ourselves about ourself – self-worth and why aren’t we good enough? Maybe it’s the human condition…maybe it’s more so with us alcoholics…but all I know is that last picture is hilarious! 🙂
Paul, you’re so funny. I know this post is of a serious matter, but I love how you put the humor in there. You had me laughing out loud with the knitting paragraph 🙂 And you always find the best photos. Good thing you’re not a flat-chested woman eh. Hahahahaha.
I think we all suffer to a certain extent with self-comparison. Some more than others. I can tell you one thing, even though I’m pretty much a fitness buff, you would definitely run circles around me, my friend. I run, but only short stints. I’m not a running fan. It could have something to do with genetics.
Anyhow, another great post Paul.
Hugs and blessings.
🙂
I so get where you’re coming from on this one…as I’m sure so many of us do! As you said, fighting these ugly thoughts will probably be a long-term battle for me. But at least being sober helps me (a LOT) to become more aware of what I’m thinking and how that is affecting EVERYTHING. Changing patterns, being open to the truth that change is actually possible, allowing change to happen…beautiful. You make me want to start running! Big hug.
I will continue to play this game of “let’s twist this deeper”. OMG I do this too!!! Not about running, though I run my 2 miles every day for the “get my cardio in” … I feel your pain, and I wish it was easier to beat! All we can do it keep trying to take a better look at how good we really are!
Love the pictures in this post!
Paul, i think by the response to your post, the followers you have, and the honest way you tell your story negates the whole am i ok???:)
I in fact am envious of you! Oops there i go comparing;)
In all seriousness, you are more than ok, you are amazing! Whats the saying in AA, we are egomaniacs w a self esteem problem?? This self awareness stuff aint easy!!
For the running, you are a runner!!!! Its not about the finish, its that you had the courage to start….hmmm kinda like recovery…
Keep at it my friend:)!
Katie
Ps…i chuckle bc we are similar in how we talk to ourselves…
Paul
I have found that people who lack humility and have expectation problems are rarely satisfied and that for some strange reason, when given the simple tools to offset the mental masturbation that fuels the drama between their ears, they opt not to use the tools. Some folks would rather live in a make-believe world that reinforces their obsession of self.
You is magnificent, accept that.