I just got back from my first, first-day-of-school in seven, SEVEN years. Holy, nothing to make me feel 100 like some life stats.
As I sat in a classroom today for the first time since I became an adult (as far as I’m concerned), I couldn’t help but notice how the view from my seat looked and felt so different from all the seats I’ve sat in before.
- For starters, I picked the front row. (“Wherever you are, be all there” was the quote for the day in my Simplified Planner, appropriate, no?)
- I feel this desire to just GATHER INFORMATION and learn as much as I can, because I finally understand that it is in my best interest.
- I’m not 17. (WHO THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO LET 17 YEAR OLDS SPEND 30Gs ON A PIECE OF PAPER, AND DO IT WITHOUT ADULT SUPERVISION?)
- I understand the value of the money and the time I am spending to be here.
- I am 1 of 19 students, and for the first time since high school, the teachers will know my name and know my face.
- I feel in control of my outcome and ready to create the career that I want.
- I’ve decided to do this like I mean it. I’m here because I want to be, not because of an expectation.
Too often, we (myself included) set goals with the fear of failure stopping us from TRULY trying to hit them, from trying with our whole hearts. Races are a perfect example of this. We set time goals, but perhaps we slack off in our training, or hold back on race day, all for the fear of giving it all we have, and still falling short. For some, it might be subconscious, for others, maybe they’re entirely aware. But somewhere inside, we just figure that if we don’t try as hard as we can, then when we fail, it’s simply not our fault. We vow to “try again next time.” The cycle repeats.
One of the best races I’ve ever had was when I told EVERYONE I knew that I wanted to hit a specific time in the half marathon, 7 minutes faster than my PR at the time. By race day, I had told so many people about it, that I saw no other choice but to run that time. When I looked at my watch during the race and thought about slowing down, I simply didn’t see it as an option. It was absolute in my mind, and I succeeded. Now would this have worked if my physical fitness hadn’t been up to par, too? No, of course not. But the point is, I trusted my training and my body, and I gave it everything I had without fear of failure. The same goes for the year that lays ahead of me. I will put in the work, I will trust my training, and when the time comes later this year, I will lay it all out there like success is the only option.
And because my agenda seems to know what I need, when I need it, I will leave you with tomorrow’s quote:
Happy First Day of School!!!