As oppose to the "ethnic fatigue" that would strike religiously post lunchtime- I find myself philosophizing today-which I suppose is an everyday thing...considering that I am a positive over thinker.
In relation to dreams and success- of course, as you know is the usual. I admit- I can't stop obsessing over it.
I know that pacing is an issue that weighs on other people's minds as well. I could tell. At college,for those who were actually serious about school. Every detail about "now" was a thread for tomorrow. Every concept misunderstood in class was a potential 1 % less on an upcoming exam. We assumed, that doing well now...was a promise set in stone for success in the future. Now don't get me wrong-what you do now ...really has an impact on your tomorrow. I think that much we all know.
I remembered what it was like when I first started running that route with the group. How we all panted and wondered why in the world we had set ourselves up for this. I remember how we were propelled by the fear of cramps-so no matter how hard it got..we just kept running. I searched my mind frantically for ways to keep myself motivated. My eyes searched and I thought- should I run to keep up with these two people at the back- should I run with these people or should I try to pass these. My focus became external and the struggle was so real. I ran some days in a black hoodie and trust me when I tell you,by the time the sun and the heat and the humidity anddd the exertion started making a fiesta under that hoodie-I thought I would have passed out. I tried all sort of approaches- I tried the keeping with some persons,till i realized I could afford to push myself. I was being lazy and not accomplishing much. I tried keeping up with the faster persons,till I realized that though I had the potential to keep up,when I went short of breath,it was crazy. I saw the stunner at the front or rather I didn't. I would catch glimpses of this person at the front who had this awesome momentum and the body to match the glorious success of being "fit". I wasn't there yet but I could see her.
This paragraph is getting thick..so leme just get to the point. Accomplishing my goal of completing the route started happening the way I wanted it to when I started focusing on me, not who was infront of me or who was behind me,JUST ME. I had to have this tunnel vision. I had to internalize everything,because it was just me. I was the one breaking a sweat. I was the one feeling hot and flustered. I'm sure other people felt that way too but I was the one who had to bare with myself and live with those temporary uncomfortable feelings.
In case you didn't get the point of my story,I'll just break it down.
I was able to apply the small lessons I learnt during exercise across the board,as the feelings were pretty much the same in life. I know where I want to be but I've struggled with wondering at what pace I should move. Am I moving too slow?...even though I know I'm going as fast as circumstances can allow. Questions,questions. They just kept flooding my brain. I came to the conclusion that everything works together for good and in its own time. My pace will never seem good enough if it is used as a measure alongside other people's dreams. My pace,once I'm moving forward as quick as I possibly can is good enough.
We're all different, called to different purposes and wanting different things. To each, his own as I always say. We cannot all run at the same speed if we're travelling different paths and affected by varying circumstances. Flight will happen eventually and I know most times eventually sounds like some time off into the distant future but it might actually be a lot sooner than you think.
Be mindful in the meantime and affirm the inevitability of your dreams. They are yours and no matter what...you're going to get them. There is NOTHING anyone can possibly do to stand in the way of what is already set aside and waiting for you,unless you let them. It doesn't matter how slowly or quickly others are moving towards theirs. Its time for tunnel vision.
Interesting observation I made though... There are a few men who cycle or ride...idk..lol..near my home. When these guys race and they're moving speedily towards the finish line, their heads are down...I've always found that interesting. They have this "lioness-like" focus. They're in for the kill.They look up occasionally-to make sure they're on track and once they've affirmed that...they're heads go right back down,neither looking behind or at anyone beside them.
They zone in...and win.
hmm Interesting??
Soulfully Cycling
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Today, I will be going back on the road....(huh?..I don't get it)..Well, I'll be going back-a group of friends and I have been working out for quite some time and well I couldn't help but sit and recount the experience as I had stopped for about a week since I was pretty sick.
So...onto the PACING,precision and flight part right?
In relation to dreams and success- of course, as you know is the usual. I admit- I can't stop obsessing over it.
Pacing is something that has always weighed on my mind heavily. The need to do now,be now,now !now !now! I understand the workings of instant gratification and really who wouldn't love it??..but my obsessing over "now" isn't because I want things now...BUT because I understand that fundamentals need to happen now so as to have a sturdy foundation for the awesomeness that the future beholds.
I know that pacing is an issue that weighs on other people's minds as well. I could tell. At college,for those who were actually serious about school. Every detail about "now" was a thread for tomorrow. Every concept misunderstood in class was a potential 1 % less on an upcoming exam. We assumed, that doing well now...was a promise set in stone for success in the future. Now don't get me wrong-what you do now ...really has an impact on your tomorrow. I think that much we all know.
Story Time
I remembered what it was like when I first started running that route with the group. How we all panted and wondered why in the world we had set ourselves up for this. I remember how we were propelled by the fear of cramps-so no matter how hard it got..we just kept running. I searched my mind frantically for ways to keep myself motivated. My eyes searched and I thought- should I run to keep up with these two people at the back- should I run with these people or should I try to pass these. My focus became external and the struggle was so real. I ran some days in a black hoodie and trust me when I tell you,by the time the sun and the heat and the humidity anddd the exertion started making a fiesta under that hoodie-I thought I would have passed out. I tried all sort of approaches- I tried the keeping with some persons,till i realized I could afford to push myself. I was being lazy and not accomplishing much. I tried keeping up with the faster persons,till I realized that though I had the potential to keep up,when I went short of breath,it was crazy. I saw the stunner at the front or rather I didn't. I would catch glimpses of this person at the front who had this awesome momentum and the body to match the glorious success of being "fit". I wasn't there yet but I could see her.
This paragraph is getting thick..so leme just get to the point. Accomplishing my goal of completing the route started happening the way I wanted it to when I started focusing on me, not who was infront of me or who was behind me,JUST ME. I had to have this tunnel vision. I had to internalize everything,because it was just me. I was the one breaking a sweat. I was the one feeling hot and flustered. I'm sure other people felt that way too but I was the one who had to bare with myself and live with those temporary uncomfortable feelings.
In case you didn't get the point of my story,I'll just break it down.
I was able to apply the small lessons I learnt during exercise across the board,as the feelings were pretty much the same in life. I know where I want to be but I've struggled with wondering at what pace I should move. Am I moving too slow?...even though I know I'm going as fast as circumstances can allow. Questions,questions. They just kept flooding my brain. I came to the conclusion that everything works together for good and in its own time. My pace will never seem good enough if it is used as a measure alongside other people's dreams. My pace,once I'm moving forward as quick as I possibly can is good enough.We're all different, called to different purposes and wanting different things. To each, his own as I always say. We cannot all run at the same speed if we're travelling different paths and affected by varying circumstances. Flight will happen eventually and I know most times eventually sounds like some time off into the distant future but it might actually be a lot sooner than you think.
Be mindful in the meantime and affirm the inevitability of your dreams. They are yours and no matter what...you're going to get them. There is NOTHING anyone can possibly do to stand in the way of what is already set aside and waiting for you,unless you let them. It doesn't matter how slowly or quickly others are moving towards theirs. Its time for tunnel vision.
Interesting observation I made though... There are a few men who cycle or ride...idk..lol..near my home. When these guys race and they're moving speedily towards the finish line, their heads are down...I've always found that interesting. They have this "lioness-like" focus. They're in for the kill.They look up occasionally-to make sure they're on track and once they've affirmed that...they're heads go right back down,neither looking behind or at anyone beside them.They zone in...and win.
hmm Interesting??
Soulfully Cycling
X
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