This isn’t a Western States post, but it’s one that it inspired. This also steals almost entirely from a talk I gave a couple of months back for my high school’s honors night (if you really want to see the video, it’s at the bottom). I hadn’t planned on posting it, but with some of the discussion I’ve seen this week I felt like I should.
First, I want to congratulate Ryan Sandes and Cat Bradley on their incredible Western States performances, as well as the rest of the runners out there who turned in solid performances and achieved their goals. The planning, mental toughness, and endurance they showed to achieve those results in those conditions is absolutely remarkable. When I’m running I start to complain when it’s over 70 degrees. Going that far and that strong in triple digits is unbelievable to me. I encourage you to check out Ryan’s and Cat’s post-race interviews below if you haven’t yet.
Now, a lot of attention has been placed on Jim Walmsley’s failure at Western States. I’m not going to say anything about that in particular, and I empathize with Ryan and Cat for focus being placed on someone else’s shortfall rather than their own achievements. I will say that Jim is a standup guy. Regardless of how you feel about his “confidence” in interviews, he’s a great person. I had the chance to hang out with him for a while after JFK 50 last year, and he was as nice and down to earth as could be. One of the things that I really love about ultrarunning is how awesome nearly every single person in the community is regardless of their ability level.
Now, I also empathize quite a bit with Jim because of his two failures, and even the way in which he failed. In 2015 I was stopped by stomach issues at Barkley, and in 2016 I lost too much time to a wrong turn. I hope that he comes back and gets things done in his 3rd year as well.
I honestly envy him a little in that he still has that ultimate goal to reach for. I’ve been a bit listless the past few months not sure what my next big goal would be. Sure, I have goals. My next race that I’m focusing all my training around is Kona in October. But I don’t really have that one goal that puts an unquenchable fire in my stomach and gets me out of bed to do hill repeats in the rain at 6 AM. My training, and especially my nutrition, have suffered a bit because of that. Honestly, if it weren’t for the motivation provided by my Team Every Man Jack teammates, and the support from great partners like Hammer Nutrition and Chopt, and some pointers from fANNEtastic food, I might be back in “grad school shape” by this point.
But, before I get hungry, back to the point of this post. The rest below is basically a transcript from the video at the bottom.
Setting Stretch Goals
When I say failing with purpose I don’t mean failing on purpose, or failing just for the sake of failing. You’ll hear some people talk about how you should just experience failure. “It builds character.” Well, maybe sometimes, but not always. Sometimes failing is just failing and nothing good really comes from it, or at least not enough good to outweigh the bad. You might fail because you didn’t try hard enough, or due to bad luck, or even because the endeavor was truly impossible. In those cases the best action is to take what lessons you can from it, and move forward.
The failures where you reached just a bit too far, though, the ones where you set a stretch goal and came up short, those are the ones I want to talk about. Those are the ones that help you discover what you’re capable of, push your limits, and ultimately lead you to successes you may have never thought possible.
When I was in high school I ran cross country and track. If you ask my old coach, he’ll probably tell you that I was good, but by no means great. I didn’t always succeed, but I put it all out there every single race and became the best possible runner that my natural abilities allowed.
After finishing grad school and spending my time in college going the intramural hero route, I decided to give running one more go for the sole purpose of again becoming the best possible runner I could be and finding out what I was truly capable of in my prime. Naturally, I immediately signed up for a marathon, after a decade with no racing and having never raced further than 10K. It was a spectacular, miserable failure. At mile 18 it felt like someone wrapped two live electrical wires around my legs and I might as well have crawled to the finish.
My time and place themselves were not my failure; my failure was that I had not found out what I was truly capable of. I could do better. So I tried again. And then again. On the third attempt I cut 49 minutes off that initial time and gained a coveted spot in the Boston Marathon.
I still felt I could do more, though, so I branched out into triathlon and ultrarunning. I could barely swim a lap and couldn’t change a bike tire, but my end goal was to test myself in an Ironman, so naturally that’s what I first signed up for. In ultrarunning my end target was the Barkley Marathons.
My first Barkley, in 2015, I had absolutely no idea what I was doing, and despite my goal of finishing 5 loops I quit after three. The following year I returned, making it to the 5th loop before succumbing to the course and being forced to quit. Many people told me that year, “John you had the most inspiring race.” Frankly, I would have much rather had a perfectly uninspiring race and achieved my goal and finished.
This year I returned for the 3rd time, and despite bad, highly variable weather and a 1:42 AM race start, I became the 15th finisher. In four years I had gone from out of shape recent graduate, to a Boston qualifier, to a Kona Ironman World Championship qualifier, to a finish at what many consider the most difficult race in the world.
The Value of Failure
I had plenty of failures along the way, though, and I consider those an irreplaceable part of my success. These failures occurred from me trying to push myself too far, from choosing to put myself in situations where failure was not just possible, but highly likely. laz likes to say that you can’t accomplish anything without the possibility of failure. Well, I’d like to take that one step further and say that oftentimes accomplishing something great has failure along the shortest route.
That first marathon taught me more and prepared me more for my ultimate goal than successes in multiple shorter races ever could have done. And yes, those failures did build character too and helped me improve in ways that extend far more broadly than running arbitrary races. Now I’m also at the point where even my failures are beyond my original wildest dreams of success. Four years ago, while I was eating Doritos and writing my dissertation in between playing intramural softball and World of Warcraft, I’d have thought winning the lottery was more likely than me finishing the Barkley Marathons. The difference, though, is that I could actually affect the likelihood of one of those two things.
At some point you have to ask yourself: which would you rather do? Would you rather enjoy a string of mildly fulfilling successes, or would you rather reach for something greater, knowing you might fall short and fail but at the very least knowing you got as close as possible and became the best version of yourself in the process? And don’t get me wrong, setting and achieving smaller goals is fun, rewarding, and can even be necessary to measure progress and stay motivated. During my journey towards a Barkley finish I ran smaller races, and I set a Guinness World Record for Fastest Marathon Dressed as a Videogame Character while dressed as Link from the Zelda series. I had a blast doing that and it gave me some much needed positive reinforcement. But the end goal, the carrot on the stick that kept me pushing forward was always Barkley.
Professionally, I’m an engineer, and I like to always have a system and process for doing things. So how can you put what I’ve said into action?
- Choose a goal that is deeply meaningful to you. No one else can define this part for you. You have to have strong internal motivation to overcome any difficult obstacles you encounter and to be able to truly appreciate your achievement if you do reach success. Without that strong personal motivation, there’s absolutely no way I would have pushed through the challenges I faced this year at Barkley.
- Discuss your goal with friends and family. Gather their input on your perspective and approach. Ultimately the decision is still yours, but few great things can be achieved without support from those around you. Again, there’s no way whatsoever I could have finished Barkley without support from my wife and other friends and family.
- Evaluate the likely outcomes of your endeavor. How likely are you to succeed? If you fail will it help you on your next attempt or teach you other valuable lessons? If you’re likely to succeed, what will you gain from that success and what is your next main goal likely to be? For me, Barkley was right on that edge of impossible: highly improbable, but you’re sayin there’s a chance.
Remember this is about failing with purpose, not on purpose. If your ultimate goal ultimately isn’t hard, there’s nothing wrong with that. On the other hand, if your ultimate goal is undeniably impossible, then failure isn’t necessarily a good thing. I’m not here to paint some picture of unicorns and rainbows where everyone will get anything they want as long as they really put their mind to it. Remember that bravery is steadfastness in the face of likely failure, while foolishness is the ignorance of its possibility.
But if success is even remotely possibly, then be brave. Reach for that stretch goal. No matter the outcome, I can promise you that you’ll come closer than you would have had you aimed for and achieved something smaller. In the end that’s the ultimate measure of success: how close did we come to reaching our farthest, to becoming the best possible versions of ourselves? Barkley gave me that opportunity to measure myself, and I hope that as you all move forward from here you’re able to discover your own Barkley and pursue it with passion and purpose.
And finally, the video. I actually recorded this while in Malta, which was a good thing because the talk was actually given the following night when I was wandering homeless around London in the rain.