Just now I'm slowly coming out of the fog. The Game 7 loss to the Hurricanes was just as devestaing as Wide Right in 1991's Super Bowl XXV and No Goal in the 1999 Stanley Cup Finals. To come so close to ending Buffalo's 0-for-the 70s, 80s, 90s, and 21st Century for World Championships was devestating. Especially when I stood to win nearly $500 with a Sabres victory. Ouch!
So I drowned my sorrows the best I knew how with an 11-mile run Thursday and a 6-mile run in blazing heat Friday. I don't know if it's my kapha dosha or I've just acclimated to the searing heat but whatever it is the warm climate doesn't bother me anymore. In fact I embrace the heat. With just two weeks to go until the Mayor's Midnight Sun Half Marathon in Anchorage, Alaska, I feel I'm ready for the 13.1-mile distance no matter what the weather person has in store.
To get over the Sabres' loss and recent lapses in humility I've embraced this Zen mantra:
"All the harm, fear, and suffering in the world are caused by attachment to the self: Why should I hold on to this great demon?"--SHANTIDEVA
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