Interesting thing, that. My Muey Thai coach was clowning around one day and pulled up this and said "Hey, you wanna do this one?". I snickered too and said "Yeah, I'm not your guy..."
He meant no offense, and I didn't take any, but driving home, I thought "Why did we both have the same reaction?" It wasn't that I couldn't do the race, it was that we both thought that it wasn't the kind of thing I'd do.
Why is that? Well, I'm not a runner. Wait. What does that mean? I can run. I love target shooting, but hate being identified as part of gun culture.
Well, I'm not an athletic guy. Wait. I dropped 35 pounds learning to kickbox and have better stamina than a bunch of people half my age.
Self definition is a funny thing. Read this