For the last few months, I have been in a rough patch.
On the spectrum of life turbulence, I have been pinging between ‘put on your safety mask before helping others‘ and ‘your seat turns into a floatation device during water landings‘.
I could list out everything, but in all honesty I am sick to death of it. Thinking about it, focussing on it, or the thought of delving into it again makes me want to have a stroke.
I have been here before.
In the past, this is the point of the journey where I:
- Turn around
- Go back
- Sit down and weep
- Take a different path for awhile
Everywhere leads here, so here is where I will stay.
Motivation and inspiration get you started, but determination, grit, actively choosing, and perseverence get you what you want.
I want a breakthrough.
This fall I was honored to speak at the NAITSA Leadership Summit and be on the stage speaking docket as Theo Fleury who knows better than 99.9837% of the world about waiting for a breakthrough. His message resonated with some of the deepest frustrations that linger in my heart.
Don’t quit before the miracle arrives
- I refuse to regress.
- I will not stop.
- I will not give up.
- I will keep pushing on the wall of resistance.
- I will fight and keep the ground I have won.
No matter how long it takes, I am going to win.
I am not a victim of circumstance. I am the captain of my ship. I have charted a course that takes me to my dreams; where, how and with who I go is up to me.
This is my life and I will embrace all of it; struggle, disappointment, and resistance included.
This morning when I found myself face down on the dirty YMCA floor because my triceps failed on my 4th set of tricep push ups after a mere 5 reps, there was no question in my mind if I would get up and keep going.
I stood up, dusted myself off, and kept training.