I started walking to work about 4 or 5 months ago; I needed to break out of my old routine because I felt it was holding me back. Physically this walk is no easy feat. I live in Kent where there’s no shortage of hills and two particular roads that I walk threaten to take my soul each time I walk them because of how freaking steep they are. Did I mention I walk to work with a 20kg vest?
Anyway, this morning at about half past four I set off for my walk to work and braced for the hills. They’re so uncomfortable that I literally jog my way up to the top, and as I began to make my way through to the second hill this thought came into my mind: “The fall will always be easier than the climb”.
This thought was conjured up by the fact that I simply wanted to give up. My body felt heavy, my breath felt feint and my mind had simply had enough. From my inner dialogue between myself and my thoughts I discovered that in truth the fall is indeed easier than the climb, and what I mean by that is it will always be easier to give up than it will be to carry on.
This inner conversation that I had with myself made me accept that failure will always be a likely outcome when I’m pushing myself towards the top of some sort of hill. That hill could be a either a literal or metaphorical one, either way the short and sweet of it is, I can very easily fall from either one of their peaks.
I’m grateful for this moment of clarity because I always develop this mindset that I must obtain the vision of success that I have imprinted in my mind, not really appreciating just how hard it is to bring that said vision to life, and how easy it is to fall from such a grace.
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