575: Coming easy.
"Nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy." --Dr. Kelso
I pounded out two large buckets at the driving range in Orange...and here's what I've got to show for it:
- A massive farmer's tan.
- A better understanding of my swing...which still has a massive, massive fade off the long clubs.
- A much better understanding of my ideal swing rhythm.
It's nice to know that I can drill a golf ball about 200 yards...but it's not about distance, the game is about accuracy. If the game was about distance, John Daly and Tiger Woods would win every tournament...at least I've found a more consistent swing in the last week.
Eh...enough about the golf talk...the main thing is that I really feel that I've worked for what I've got. There was a time when a lot of things just came natural to me, when I could figure things out without really thinking about them or trying...then, I got to a point where things didn't come naturally anymore, and I had to learn how to try, and life got hard. Now, the things that I succeed at, I put an honest effort in, and I'm proud of the things that I succeed in, and the things that I work on, because it's not about success, it's really about the process.
I guess I just don't believe in an easy way out anymore, or shortcuts. There are no quick fixes, there are no magical solutions, if you really want something, you'll really work for it, take in all the other things and jump through all the hoops that you have to jump through in order to get it...you'll do all the tasks that seem so damn menial so that you can get there...that way, by the time that you reach your goal, you've also succeeded so much more, more than what you thought you could or would become.
This kind of thought, acceptance, and appreciation of "the process" is probably a manifestation from actually busting my ass last semester and this current semester and passing all of my classes for the first time in two years.
I no longer chose to think of myself as a failure or "not good enough," I chose to consider the possibility that I could succeed, that I might be up to whatever task I put myself up to, and it worked out for me.
All those little GE classes that didn't seem so neccessary made me a more well-rounded person, and I know more about the world because of them. All those pre-requisite classes prepared me for the next higher rung on the ladder.
The learning process never ends.
Think of it this way: You will never get to listen to every song ever written in the world, but you can still try to listen to as much music as you possibly can.
Maybe that's why I keep busy a lot of the time, because it's all a process to make myself a better, stronger person, and because I want to use all of the time that I have to make myself the best person that I can become.
Shit, maybe I'm a freak because of that. Whatever. It floats my boat.
I'm working hard to reach a personal ideal, and I know that there is no easy route...
...I've got a right to be a little bit snobbish. --Kanye West, "Better Than I've Ever Been"
I pounded out two large buckets at the driving range in Orange...and here's what I've got to show for it:
- A massive farmer's tan.
- A better understanding of my swing...which still has a massive, massive fade off the long clubs.
- A much better understanding of my ideal swing rhythm.
It's nice to know that I can drill a golf ball about 200 yards...but it's not about distance, the game is about accuracy. If the game was about distance, John Daly and Tiger Woods would win every tournament...at least I've found a more consistent swing in the last week.
Eh...enough about the golf talk...the main thing is that I really feel that I've worked for what I've got. There was a time when a lot of things just came natural to me, when I could figure things out without really thinking about them or trying...then, I got to a point where things didn't come naturally anymore, and I had to learn how to try, and life got hard. Now, the things that I succeed at, I put an honest effort in, and I'm proud of the things that I succeed in, and the things that I work on, because it's not about success, it's really about the process.
I guess I just don't believe in an easy way out anymore, or shortcuts. There are no quick fixes, there are no magical solutions, if you really want something, you'll really work for it, take in all the other things and jump through all the hoops that you have to jump through in order to get it...you'll do all the tasks that seem so damn menial so that you can get there...that way, by the time that you reach your goal, you've also succeeded so much more, more than what you thought you could or would become.
This kind of thought, acceptance, and appreciation of "the process" is probably a manifestation from actually busting my ass last semester and this current semester and passing all of my classes for the first time in two years.
I no longer chose to think of myself as a failure or "not good enough," I chose to consider the possibility that I could succeed, that I might be up to whatever task I put myself up to, and it worked out for me.
All those little GE classes that didn't seem so neccessary made me a more well-rounded person, and I know more about the world because of them. All those pre-requisite classes prepared me for the next higher rung on the ladder.
The learning process never ends.
Think of it this way: You will never get to listen to every song ever written in the world, but you can still try to listen to as much music as you possibly can.
Maybe that's why I keep busy a lot of the time, because it's all a process to make myself a better, stronger person, and because I want to use all of the time that I have to make myself the best person that I can become.
Shit, maybe I'm a freak because of that. Whatever. It floats my boat.
I'm working hard to reach a personal ideal, and I know that there is no easy route...
...I've got a right to be a little bit snobbish. --Kanye West, "Better Than I've Ever Been"