She’s a professional athlete.
It’s a lot of hard work, commitment, and pressure with the added bonus of feeling sore and tired most of the time. A full day of running, physical therapy, watching every calorie that you ingest, dealing with press and clueless online armchair pundits. While your age peers are having fun, meeting people, and enjoying life, you live like a monk. One day, you wake up with a broken body, a bruised spirit, and desperately need to find a job because you didn’t make early retirement money in your 20s.
How easy is it to live in a world surrounded by voices calling you great, a cheater, goddess, overrated, skank, generational talent, product of super shoes, boring, arrogant, etc.?
Many of you have absolutely no clue what it takes nor how much effort is required to stay on the top of your chosen profession. She isn’t gearing up for an annual Turkey Trot defense or gunning for Strava local legend status. Be honest. Everyone here is basic at best and many of you never sniffed middling D1 status, let alone truly elite performances. No one on this message board of meh has can criticize Hodgkinson from any legitimate place of authority.