I can accept failure, I cannot accept quitting.
Think about it. This has been the single most motivating thing for me this year.
I can accept failure, I cannot accept quitting.
We did the David Goggin's 4x4x48 challenge. I didn't think I would be able to run the entire thing. I didn't even think I wouldn't be able to walk the entire thing. I was pretty certain it was going to be a failure as I expected my body to give out. I did it despite that. And I ran the entire thing. If I had allowed myself the opportunity to quit, I know I would have.
I failed a class back to back in college. I really wanted to quit and throw my hands up. It's humiliating. It's humbling. I felt less than. I took my sorry ass off to my school counselor to see what could be done as it was a core class... long story short... turns out the professor had a beef with the college. My course work was evaluated by a team of professors and my work was deemed to be all As. The only reason that happened is because I didn't quit.
Every time we quit something, there lingers the question of what if. What if we hadn't quit? What if we didn't give it our everything.
And sometimes...
We quit before we even start.
How are you allowing fear to dictate your life?
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