I am lucky enough currently to be within walking distance of where I am
working. (I suppose that technically, even when I was at ABC, it was
walking distance--just a very long walk!)
Most days, I do walk, almost on auto-pilot. It is exercise, it saves the
money of bus fare, and it gives me time to process things--home issues
on my way to work, work issues on my way home, the quirks of people on
the street at any time.
There are days, however, when even the short walk feels as though it
will be exhausting. On those days, I find myself drifting toward a bus stop.
While the bus won't get me all the way, it will do most of the hard
work, and that is tempting. Sometimes, I do take the assist. But most
days, I find myself walking past the bus stop--fighting through whatever
foot pain or tiredness got me there in the first place. And I get to
work, just the same, a bit of exercise under my belt, and a feeling of
accomplishment along the way.
Now, walking fifteen minutes to work is not a huge accomplishment. I am
not infirm, and many days, that is all the exercise I get (unless you
count cleaning up after kids and boiling water for dinner). The
accomplishment, as I see it, is the fighting through on those days when I
really don't think I'll survive the fifteen minute walk. Fighting
through that is generally just the beginning of the fighting through
that I (and we all) do all day. Days are full of things we don't want to
do, or don't think we can do. How we handle those things is what really
determines our days. Do we look for the easy out--like the bus? Or do
we fight through situations and find out that we really can handle them
without any assist at all? Tests of our fight-through ability happen
every day--how often do we find that when we do fight through, we
actually reach our goals and feel better for it?
I can't say that I will never take advantage of public transportation on the
days when I just don't have it in me to fight through. But most days,
I'll keep fighting. I know from experience that it makes me feel
better--and stronger--at the end of my path.
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