Most times, it’s about pushing forward. Taking the knock backs and the cul de sacs and the dragging through treacle and the spaghetti maze as you slowly-slowly make baby steps of progress. There is no finish line, it’s not a race. It’s just a tough road that you’re travelling.
And, even if it is head-against-the-wall frustrating at times, it’s still rewarding and compelling and interesting and you’re working with people you like, respect and trust. It’s a sprint-marathon tough-mudder joyful-misery mountain-challenge.
Some times though, you have to call it. No forward motion, the journey is questionable, the mountains insurmountable, the joy is ebbing. All those other roads look just as difficult but a heap more interesting.
Calling it means stopping, sitting on a rock, and reassessing. Should we change paths, change behaviours, switch out travellers, break the fellowship, rest a while, recommit?
Skippy strategy: Dogged, not dogmatic.
Get a daily nudge by subscribing to email updates.