Came home from Sedona inspired, motivated.
And then did way too much stuff, ran out of steam, and crashed.
It was all important. But it wasn’t all urgent.
Gets me thinking about the balance between pacing to go the distance versus sprints to build the increased strength necessary to cover more ground.
I think we know when we should do one or the other. The trick is training our minds to see through our own bullshit and do what must be done.
I’ve heard Confucius said “It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.” And I agree completely—but wouldn’t it be better to go a little faster?
This is your life. Mind over matter.