I even tried revamping my schedule altogether...and bam...another wrench.
Late Monday evening....with still some time before class...I found myself pondering not going. The day had been a gong show. I was tired. Mentally exhausted. But I made myself go. I recognized that it wasn't that I couldn't go...I was just feeling tired and didn't want to go. But I knew....I just knew...that if I chose not to go...come time for next class...something real would come up and I'd be missing again.
This is similar to that feeling of sudden motivation and drive when I CAN'T train. Not training, not training...then suddenly an injury...and NOW I have this incredible desire. And really, it's regret. Regret that I didn't train when I was able. Regret that I didn't get to class when I could have.
I don't want regret. Not that I will ever eliminate it altogether. But I think I'm pretty self aware. I know when I can vs when I don't want to. But if the choice is doing something today, even if I don't want to....or regretting not doing it, when one day I really can't...the choice is pretty clear.
So if I can, I will.

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