Sometimes, the journeys we wish to embark upon are long.
It can be a long journey to lose weight. Or a long journey to achieve certain competencies. Or a long journey to build the kind of
life that you want.
Does this mean, then, that we shouldn’t take these journeys?
I’m about to embark on an adventure that both excites and scares me. I’ve chosen to study a master’s course in General Management in The Netherlands. It lasts a year and a half and it’s a long way from home. I have no contacts there.
I often hear people saying they want to get in shape for summer, for their upcoming wedding or to attract a mate. Unfortunately, these events are short-lived: weddings end, summers pass and people “let themselves go” once in a relationship.
It was cold tonight. I was so tired that I slept the entire time on my bus ride home. The thought of going to the gym was terribly unappealing and made me feel glum.
But I still went. I followed my plan.
In my last post, I mentioned that I was getting my health regime back on track after having taken a holiday. While I’m not back to where I was health-wise before my trip, I’m certainly on the way. This fact on its own – moving towards my goals – has created a feeling of satisfaction within me.