It’s that moment when you’ve (I) held on long enough that you start to see that the vision can become a reality. It’s not easy getting here. There are many failed trys, but it’s so good when you start to see a new, happier, reality.
It seems I have the deepest thoughts when I’m taking a shower. Maybe because it’s one of the few times now-adays, that I am truly ‘dis-connected’. And this thought is really directed at myself. I’ve set a fitness goal for myself and I’ve started to see that first glimmer of reality. That what I’m doing is working and that if I keep at it, I will reach my goal. And no-one knows how hard that is, better than me (well, maybe someone does…), but I know it’s really really hard. And over the past
two years, no make that three years!, I have been *trying* to get fit and failing. So many things conspire to make it not happen and I don’t really know why it does eventually start working. Why all of a sudden you start believing. Maybe it’s serendipity, when everything you’ve been trying all of a sudden aligns just right and this time it sticks. Or maybe you just get tired of it not working. I don’t know. I just know that when it does start happening. Go with it. Just go.