Last night in the Orlando airport a man I didn't know tried to make me doubt the hard work and sweat (literally) that I've put into getting fit and healthy. I felt my face flush and my eyes tear up when he told me I didn't look like a girl who could run a race. Part of me agreed. Who was I to run a race?
Then I thought about it.
Eleanor Roosevelt said "No can make you feel inferior without your consent." She was absolutely right.
So, sir with the very bad manners, thank you for being mean to me. You just made me want to fight and win even more.
