the end is just as hard


I didn’t run as far this morning as I usually do.

My excuse was that I needed to get to the Post Office to run my route and to practice the new route some before I run it all by myself on Saturday.

In a town with no numbers on most of the mailboxes, delivering a new route can be kind of interesting.

Anyway, what I was thinking at the end of my truncated run this morning was that whether you go the distance and do what you should, or you cut a corner (and I know that it’s my prerogative to do whatever I want as far as the runs go, but I like to stick with what I tell myself I’m going to do) the end is just as hard.

It’s just as hard to take the easy way as it is to do the right thing.

That’s kind of funny.

I’ve known a lot of people (myself included, sometimes) who work awfully hard at avoiding doing the things that would make their lives better.

It’s hard work to avoid some things.

This route is outside of my comfort zone right now.

It’s in a mountain town and the roads twist and turn and cut back on themselves,all the gravel and drop-offs, waterfalls and wildlife….but, I think that I’m going to like it when I can get beyond the discomfort of learning something new.

Finishing wrong or finishing right….it’s all hard.

But the results are so much better and more satisfying when you shoot for the right things.

My comfort zone needed a little bit of stretching, anyway.

If you aren’t growing, you’re dying.

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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