I typically like to write when all is green and I feel enough internal fortitude to encourage you to keep fighting the good fight. To stay positive and take the high road. I’ve also believed, and have promoted the fact, that we can accomplish anything we put our mind to no matter how difficult the challenge or how overwhelming the scope of the landscape.
So, a new challenge today as this week I believe I reached a point I had not hit. A new limit as to how much I was mentally and psychologically capable of handling. I had been going like gang busters, pushing toward several new goals. Making progress buy the minute. At some point I found myself standing in the middle of the hurricane I had created. And then, at the peak of momentum, I stopped. Not sure why. But I stopped and found myself questioning so much of what I was pushing for despite the fact that I was on a good course. And getting started again has been truly difficult. Perhaps I’d been pushing myself too hard both mentally and physically. I had accomplished more in the past two weeks than I had in quite a while. One week in particular I looked back at what I had done and was convinced a team of magical elves had visited me overnight.
Then one evening I caught myself becoming remarkably edgy. Snapped at the kids a couple of times, felt like I was flying blindly and that I was getting reacting to things more than I was being proactive. I consciously stopped myself as I could tell it was becoming too much. I pulled back on one or two projects and decided to just stop for a moment and catch my breath and my sanity. When I woke up the next morning, the motivation was gone. I laid there in bed, completely uninterested in getting up. This then happened for three more mornings. And there I sat, convinced I’d failed. More than anything it felt like hitting the wall so many marathoners reach. You’re going, going, going, pushing and then out of nowhere WHAM!
Does it mean I’m done? Nope.
Does it mean you’re done? Nope.
Just means your body is hitting a new plateau you haven’t experienced yet. You’re reaching unmapped territory. You’ve simply pushed yourself farther than you’ve probably gone before and your mind and body are like, “WWWHOA there partna!”
When you feel that kind of momentum, stopping can be a real shock to the system. Call it a mental concussion. And getting started again can be a bear. If you need to stop and recharge a bit, OK. But don’t sit too long. You got to the point you got by focusing your energies and pushing toward a north star.
But the race is far from over. Take this moment to regroup but at some point you’re going to have to force yourself to start moving again. You’re going to have to remind yourself of what motivated you to get started in the first place. It may take a stronger boost to kick back into gear, but find the strength both mentally and physically to do it. If you don’t you’re apt to get down on yourself for not getting things done which is even worse.
Today’s entry is therapy for me as I write to encourage both of us to take it one step at a time and start moving again. Just remember, the next plateau awaits.