🦆 What Happens When There Are No Duckies to Stack?
Talk about a hangover 🤯
I just completed one of the coolest, most physically challenging experiences of my life 💪⛰️ If you haven’t read the three-part series yet, go catch up.
But here’s the part I didn’t expect…
I’ve been hungover ever since.
Not from a late night.
From a massive goal.
After an ultra.
After months of focus.
After stacking duckies lap after lap 🦆🦆🦆
When you spend months building toward something — waking up early ⏰, grinding, visualizing, fueling, pushing — your nervous system lives at full throttle ⚡
Then the event ends.
And everything drops.
You trained for months.
You focused daily.
Then… it’s over.
Your brain whispers:
“Now what?” 🤔
The Empty After the High 📉
At first, I felt motivated 🔥 I was ready to sign up for a 50-miler. (Still am, by the way 😉)
But something about this experience left me empty.
I went from feeling like I could do anything…
to staring at my shoes wondering what I’m training for 👟
Why do I need something extreme to stay consistent?
Why can’t I just train because it matters to me?
For the past couple weeks, I’ve felt like I ran out of duckies to stack 🦆
My battery drained 🔋
My motor quiet 🤫
My rhythm off.
And that scared me a little.
Duckies Aren’t in the Bucket Anymore 🪣
During the race, duckies were everywhere.
Each lap.
Each climb.
Each mile marker 📍
But life doesn’t hand you duckies in neat little aid stations.
They’re not floating in a bucket waiting to be grabbed.
If I want to stack them now, I have to hunt for them 🏃♂️
Chase them.
Choose them.
And sometimes… the duckie isn’t a workout.
Sometimes it’s surviving a hard day.
When the Weight of the World Shows 🌎
Work has been heavy lately.
I had a moment recently where I was so close to walking out 🚪
The room felt like it was spinning.
The word quit was looping in my head.
“You look like the weight of the world is on your shoulders.”
That’s not a space I usually show.
It shook me.
And in that season, the last thing I wanted to do was wake up at 5 a.m. and grind 🕔
Because I had to decide which duckie I was stacking.
Not All Duckies Wear Running Shoes 👟
The race taught me something bigger than endurance.
Duckies aren’t just physical challenges. They’re life challenges.
For the past few weeks, I’ve stacked work duckies 💼
I’ve rested my body so I could protect my mind 🧠
I’ve focused on leadership instead of mileage.
I’ve carried weight instead of lifting it.
That still counts.
Adjusting Isn’t Quitting 🔄
I’m learning that it’s okay to adjust.
To breathe 🌬️
To narrow the focus 🎯
Husband ❤️
Grandfather 👴
Father 👨👧
Business leader 📊
Fitness grinder 🏋️♂️
Friend 🤝
So many hats. No one can push all of them at max effort all the time.
I am not a quitter.
I will never be that.
I’m just learning how to manage what’s next — without adding so much that I can’t handle what’s now.
And maybe that… is the next duckie 🦆🔥
🔥 If You’re Stacking Your Own Duckies…
If you’re in a season of grind, rebuild, or reset — wear it.
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KFG! You got this. Love this post!
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