I always used to laugh at my brother’s superstitions in regards to Redskins games. In an effort not to expose him, I won’t go into detail, but he does what many die-hard sports fans do: they think that they are actually part of the team. I have never been this type of sports fan myself, but this morning I bought into the dream a bit, just for the sake of superstition and chance.
I woke up with the intention on running 8 miles on the treadmill, and before I knew it, I found myself at 6:30am and 13.1 miles logged on the treadmill dashboard. I didn’t mean to run a half marathon, but I did (a little bit compulsively) to give the Redskins a little bit of good luck for tonight’s Monday night match-off. The last time that I both ran a half marathon and went to the ‘Skins game in person, the ‘Skins took home a huge victory. My mileage this morning was jeered on by the mere hope of another win at FedEx Field as I am headed there tonight in anticipation of another Redskin win.
Superstitions may not really do anything, but they certainly add rich tradition and a story to the things that you care about. Don’t be afraid to wear your heart on your sleeve and to wish big dreams…adding spice to life is sometimes the exact recipe for success that you’ve been searching for.