We do it, I think, every time we fail. Whether we fail miserably or miss our mark by only nose-hairs, we boil it in our belly – debating what went wrong, what we could have done better. Fear-of-failure is a similar process of belly turmoil!
But victory, so sweet, rarely gets as deep a look. It should, because hard won victories have many mistakes in them too. Easy wins are with overlooked errors. But who wants to look for mistakes when we ride the crest of the win-wave? But he have to, or we don’t improve.
This morning I am so grateful to Larry Kendall, to Lou Tice, to Brad Ball and to Jimmy D. – I am in your debt this morning. I won. I couldn’t have done it without you!
P.S.: for friends and Toastmasters: an update on my Area Toastmasters contests: I came 2nd(the one I was certain I would win! …), in the Evaluation Contest, and in International Speech – where I was working hard to win 2nd against an absolutely incredible competitor and friend, - I won. I dug deep. On April 5th, at Division, I know I’ll have to dig deeper still. For now, this feels vewwy vewwy good.
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 4C/39F, clear and .. busy; we walked late (I hit the snooze button too many times and slept right through), so our route seemed so different, streets full of parked cars vs. deserted, traffic light because the rush was already done – and I’m certain we will resume very-early again tomorrow