If there's one thing I've learned lately, it's that we all face our own set of challenges. Some of them we choose and some are thrust upon us - not all involve negativity and hopelessness. For example, sometimes our challenges bring us closer to those who have faced similar obstacles. Other times, we create our own challenges because we need the stimulation, the motivation to move outside our comfort zone(s).
When I chose to do many of the things I'm involved with at the moment, many people very close to me told me they didn't think I could, would, or should do them. And, while I'm a planner and had certainly outlined my steps clearly and pragmatically, I couldn't agree with ALL of their advice/warnings, because in life some things simply have no guarantees.
Regardless of what religion you are/aren't, sometimes you just have to act on Blind Faith.
But the other part of this is that you have to be ok with the idea that you may fail. And, if you do, you also have to have some kind of faith - faith in your own ability to evaluate what may or may not have been in your control, and to move on.
I was never ok with that part. Failure was one of my biggest fears.
And then I failed. A BUNCH of times. And you know what?
Funny thing about failing. . . . it's really not all that scary. I don't know why I was ever so afraid of it. Now that I've done it a few times, I've built a sense of efficacy that I can overcome it again and again. Now my faith isn't quite so blind.
In other news, my legs are still sore. I hit the ice bath, the hot soak, AND the bicycle this weekend . . . got to get the legs loosened up in the next two weeks. They feel better than they have in a long time. The B thought the ice bath was insane.
Maybe it is . . . maybe running 26.2 miles will working 4.5 jobs and raising money for cancer awareness and
trying to get into a PhD program and recovering from cancer is insane.
But you know? I have this kind of blind faith that I'll be ok.