We all have goals and those goals big or small are important to us. If they weren’t we wouldn’t take the time to dream of them, work on them and challenge ourselves with them. All through my life I’ve had many goals. I’ve reached many of them, ignored a few of them and watched as a few of them faded into the sunset never to be seen again. I never really valued the importance of goals until late in my life. When I was younger it was always “oh well I’ve got time maybe tomorrow”. Never did I once put value on life goals and the limited time we get. I always just thought I’ve got tomorrow.
Once again this past weekend I tried to reach a goal I set for myself over 3 years ago. This was my 3rd try at the Big D Climb and doing it under 30 minutes. Once again I failed at reaching that goal. I beat myself up pretty bad all weekend. I went over every inch of my climb trying to find a way to make myself feel better about my 38 minute time. I got nothing. I’m competitive, strong-willed and monster motivated when it comes to doing something I’ve set my heart, mind and soul on. At 35 floors I was only 11 minutes in. I was set up to finish in 22 minutes with no problem. At 40 floors my hurt calf muscle started to tighten and by 45 it was full on charlie horse cramping. I had to stop and stretch it over and over during that last 25 floors. It wasn’t pretty and I shed a few tears like a spoiled little girl not getting her way. I’m sure those passing me thought I was crazy or weird. At one point I passed a couple that had stop to rest. He seemed pretty fit but she was very over weight and struggling. They even had a person talking with her about stopping her climb. She decided to push on. As I passed I looked her straight in the eyes, patted her shoulder and said you got this. About 15 minutes after I reached the top while I was waiting on an elevator I saw her come out of the climb stairway. Some how through all the people we caught a glimpse of each other. A simple nod was given as to say we did it, we made it now where is my free fruit. It’s a bonus when you get to the top and they have free fruit, water and photo’s. No judgement made by anyone on that floor except by me on myself. I really need to work on being nice to me and giving myself a break. Sounds good maybe someday.
When I’m upset I work and work hard. When I got hone after the race I never stopped to rest. I cleaned out the garage, organized my projects coming up and hit a few estate sales. Around 5 we went to a birthday party for a friend turning 60. I just wanted to stay busy so I didn’t think about the climb and failed goals. On Sunday afternoon I went into my studio to look over a piece of furniture that I was starting to work on. It needed to be cleaned. I opened up one of the drawers and right in front of me was what put everything into prospective. Sometimes things are left in the old furniture I buy or find. I’ll leave you with what I found in the drawer………………….
