Well it all started with a promising XC season. I was projected to be one of the best runners for the season. It was a lot of pressure, but whatever, I didn't give a fùck. I was killing speed workouts, leaving my teammates in the dust. I was jogging long runs while the others were racing to keep up with me. I felt unstoppable and I was sure I was going to be the best come November.
Around August, a friend showed me a documentary about the industrial production of meat in the US. It literally scared me for life. I decided to become a vegan and picked up Buddhism as a way of life. I became at peace with the world and its injustices. Immediately after becoming vegan and converting into Buddhism, my running suffered. I was falling apart in practice, the guys would leave me in the dust. Everyday in the back of my mind was the horrendous meat packing industry and how vile they treat animals and farmers. I couldn't get the thought of chickens being decapitated, of cows being poked with a large stake (no pun intended) and draining their blood out. It was even interfering with my classes and my grades consequently dropped. Coach took me to see a doctor, and he told me I was anemic and mentally fragile. I started taking iron supplements and started seeing a shrink.
November rolls along and I've been running decently the past week, call it luck. The big day comes and I'm ready to rip a large PR. I'm ready to show the world that I can still be the best. The race starts and I already feel like shit. I try to keep positive, but nothing's working. I go down this hill and I see a dung beetle right in front of me. Being the Buddhist that I am, I quickly step to the side to avoid squishing its poor soul, but I end up rolling my ankle and ripping my Achilles. Just like that, my race is over. My season is over. My career might be over.
Nowadays, I don't have the drive to run anymore. My sedentary lifestyle due to my religion and ethical views on farm animals takes up most of my day. I'm constantly injured, and frankly I'm thinking of quitting the field all together. I never reached my full potential, and I'm okay with that. I am now an active political advocate for the meat industry and farmers rights. I still train with my group and coach, but they are about to drop me. But I refuse to be part of a group that doesn't respect my views on this subject matter.