Throw Out Fifty Things

When I was jogging around the reservoire in Central Park this morning (not a nice day; rainy, windy, thunder, really crummy...) it occurred to me that we can get other people to do a lot of things for us - color our hair, do our nails, massage our aching bodies - but no one can do our workouts for us. We have to do it. There's just no getting around it. When I was in my teens, I was a competitive swimmer and had to swim at least a hundred laps a day, just to warm up. There were many times when I didn't want to. Many times when the smell of chlorine nauseated me. Lots of times when I wanted to be one of those cute gals up in the stands with her hair all perfect, NOT smelling of chlorine - watching, not swimming. "I get sick of these laps," I told my coach, "why can't we just do the races?" "Well, you gotta do the laps," he said. "There's no way around it. In between you and the medal are the laps. It's not about racing; it's about doing the laps." He was right. And you have to do them yourself. But it pays off - even if there's not always a medal at the finish. You know what I mean?

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