A Bad Wardrobe Choice Makes for a Good Walk

I just got back from a walk. It’s 11pm and 20 degrees. I wore shorts. I regretted that.

This isn’t an essay about making good life choices.

It was a cold, clear night. Stars littered the sky and made my problems feel small while the possibilities felt endless, as the immensity of time and space often does.

I’d been feeling frustrated yesterday for some reason, and I struggled to put my finger on it.

Turns out I was probably just tired. And after the week that was, I was a bit frayed at the edges.

Being too deep into surviving the week made it hard to gain any perspective while in the middle of it. It didn’t even occur to me until I was walking tonight that it was the first time I’d had a quiet moment alone in a week.

That’s when it hit me.

A year ago, the type of progress I made this week would have been nothing short of astounding.

And that’s without the added challenges of having both kids home on pandemic protocols, the wife traveling, and taking on leadership responsibility at work while still delivering sales quota.

There are lots of irons in the fire, but there’s progress on all fronts.

Find the process that works for you. Invest in the process. Work the process. Improve the process.

Then comes the hardest part of all: trusting the process.

If you can do this and learn to enjoy it, then fear not, for the world is yours.

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