We never question why we might find a thing fascinating. Or beautiful. We just do. We are drawn to it. We fantasize about it. We ascribe qualities to it that may or may not exist in reality. Most of it exists in the eye of the beholder and unless we are a gifted artist or poet, we can rarely describe exactly what it is that holds our attention so keenly.
Get stronger. Get faster. Get better at doing that thing. It all happens from practice. Repetition. Consistency. Time. At intensities that allow for more perfect time and time again. Always trying for more perfect. No one else may understand, but you know.
As I’ve grown older and wiser, I’ve witnessed how we can ultimately distill the most results from the simplest practices. How staying out of your own way and advancing the ball makes you more successful. How most people overemphasize complexity and disregard simple practice. Simple is beautiful. Simple is effective.
Stay focused. There are a lot of distractions out there. Don’t chase ghosts. Keep looking forward. Most importantly, don’t get lost in the woods.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. -Robert Frost