So I have started this blog as a way to let out what is on my mind and maybe in the process help some of you with my experience and stories. It’s a lot like running though, you have this great motivation right when you start. You finally put on those sneakers, your gym clothes, and your off. You decided to go for your first run!
You are in the process of bettering your life, one step at a time. But as you start, a few minutes in the joy and fun of everything starts to wear off. Your body starts to hurt, you start running out of breath, every muscle in your body is screaming at you to stop. So you do.
This is completely fine, no one will fault you for it but no one will commend you for it either. Why? The main reason is that the first step is normally the hardest.. What they don’t tell you is that after you take that first step you still haven’t changed anything about you, its just as if you did a every day activity, like going to a new restaurant to try out their food. If you like it you will go back, but what if you went and ordered a exotic dish and hated it, you wont go back, but maybe you should.
This is a major issue with things, I love using running as a great example since it is something I hated with a passion. I was a pretty big kid and one day I said “I’m going to run” I Forest Gumped it.
Except I didn’t run for days, I ran for five minutes and about wanted to shoot my self. I didn’t stretch, I had been sedentary for years, my body was in no were near any shape to try and enjoy this great thing called running. I gave up, I walked back feeling defeated and told myself “I knew I hated running”
I walked back to my door and went inside. Drank some water and hated my self for having gone for a run and not even being able to finish five minutes. But then something happened after only having run five minutes the rest of the day I felt a bit more perky with a tad bit more energy than I did that night. I didn’t think anything of it.
Next day I woke up and had some decent soarness around my knees. It felt as if my muscle had gotten stuck in between my knee and was getting compressed by my femur. There was no stretch I could do that would make the pain go away. This lasted for days, confirming my hate for this sport.
At the same time I had a business venture go wrong and I thought it was to the point of no return a lost investment, money down the drain. But something magical finally happened. I sat there for a few days trying to figure out how to get my business going again, and even though it was in the slumps and borderline bankrupt I didn’t give up on it. I knew my method should work, at least I thought it should. I was determined to get it going, for the love of money, for the love of life, for the love of what ever. There was no reason I shouldn’t go ahead with it and I did! But it failed.
I was miserable, but I had a moment of clarity, the ones that come every decade or so. Everything takes work and sometimes the work is so miserable that you don’t see the benefits of it till far after. I told myself that maybe I should give running a try again and change the pace of my life. I went for another run that day… To my surprise it was horrible as well, with the knee issue coming back again except this time worse. I was doomed to never be a runner I told myself.
So I once again decided to put away those sneakers. It’s kinda like a blog, you start out write your first article and just sit there and wait for the visitors to come.. They don’t no matter how great you think your work is. But the only diference is that I started the blog as a outlet as something to clense the mind, I started it because I WANT to write. I wanted to run but my body was conspiring to make sure that I didn’t.
I finally brought myself to try running again. This time I was able to run 6 minutes straight without dying and my knee pain wasn’t there. It wasn’t a fun run, it was by far not a long run, and it sure as heck was not a enjoyable run. But it didn’t hurt.
I started doing it once a week, then twice a week, and now I’m up to three times a week. Ontop of everything I actually enjoy it now, if I don’t run I feel bad, its a addiction, some say it might he healthy others say it might be just a phase, but all I know is I enjoy it.
Same with writing a blog I started wrote my first article, not a single visitor. I was not meant to be a writer, or start a business, or doing what ever I think because it didn’t go well the first day or week or month (note it took me almost three months to get to run more than one day a week cause I just didn’t think I was meant to be a runner and was not enjoying it) but it finally got to the point were I enjoy it, and after every run I feel more energetic the rest of the day and the run feels great, the day feels great, and life is good. All because I wanted to run, same with this blog, or any idea or business I have ever wanted to start. I took the first step and grudged through the misery for the final result which made it well worth it.
So put on your sneakers, pull out that keyboard, talk to your boss about a raise, start a business, or do what YOU wan and stick with it for better or worse. The rest will work its self out. And it not, well hey the business fails but you just have to forest gump it again in another niche ;)
