What it is

I had an interview the other day.  The first one in about 15 years.  I have had my own business now for that long.  I gave up the world of suits and ties at that time.  From the age of 22 to 37, I mostly wore a suit every day.  I don't know if I was ever comfortable, but I wore them.  I even went through the total yuppie stage and had some suspenders for awhile.  It is funny, because even at my yuppiest, I really didn't care too much about my shoes.  Or more specifically, how they looked.  I guess that has carried over to my running life.  I want them to be comfortable, but I don't care if they are shiny and new, just functional.  But, I digress.  I had an interview the other day.  I mentioned in an earlier post that the thought has crossed my mind to leave my business if the right opportunity arose.  So, I got called for an interview.  It felt weird to put a coat and tie on, and get in my truck and go.  Actually thought it was funny that I was in my beat up 1995 F-150 and wearing a suit.  Rusty, beat up, old.  My truck ain't in such great shape either.  I know that I clean up pretty well.  It is not that I don't know how to dress, I just don't care that much how I look.  The same can be said for my running attire.  As long as I have compression shorts and running shoes, I don't really care what else I am wearing.  I have gotten used to that in my business life as well.  My every day attire is a t-shirt and shorts in the summer and throw a sweatshirt and jeans on in the winter.  So, going on an interview was very odd to me.  To try to sell myself and tell someone why I am right for a postition.  Especially when they ask what my strengths are.  If I can deal with stress and multitask or if I am ever in situations that require me to think on my feet.  I wanted to say, "I've had my own business for years.  Every day is a challenge.  Every day.  Now hire me and point me where you want me and watch me work."  That probably doesn't fare well in the interview world, so I babbled about some other stuff and then started crying.  Not really, but it is a bit humbling to be asked certain question, especially since I think that I can do anything.  Not much scares me and most things I feel would be kind of easy compared to some of the stuff I have been through.  Or gotten myself into.  This goes for life and for running.  Jump in with both feet and worry later. 

The thing is, two things excite me.  Building stuff and exercise.  I don't talk much about building, but I love it.  I love to figure things out.  To look at something and figure out how to make it.  Absolutely fascinates me.  Since I got into the contracting world late in life, I think I am too dumb sometimes to say I can't do something.  I just feel I can make it.  I cannot read a blueprint to save my life.  If someone gives me one, I nod a lot and act very intent and ask if I can have a copy.  Then, I go figure it out.  I do the same thing with my running.  Lots of trial and error.  I look at a plan and then I tweak it.  Make it work for me.  I talk about my ADD, but I'm not sure that I really have it or not.  Probably to some degree, but not major.  I just don' like to be confined or stuck in a corner.  Or trapped in a plan.  In both building and running, I do know my limitations.  I know immediately now if I can build something or not and I know if I can or want to do certain running events.  For example, lots of my friends are gravitating toward ultra events.  Intriguing, but not for me.  I will do another marathon, but I know how much it beat me up.  So, I don't want to do anything longer that. 

One of the final questions of the interview was, "What do you do for fun?"  Wow!  I had to think about that.  Life is stressful, but I try to make it fun.  Outside of my family, I build and I run.  I find that fun.  How can something that drives me so crazy, be so much fun?  My business drives me crazy.  It is hell on my legs and my body.  So is running.  I don't think I can give either up. 

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