“Don’t quit when you’re tired, quit when you’re done,” is a quote by former Navy SEAL turned motivational speaker, David Goggins.
At a quick blush, it seems like sound, and easy, advice to follow. Peeling back the layers of this quote unlock something else though. With the fatigue I’ve been battling through of late, I’ve been tired a lot, and it sucks. If I would have sat back and not done something, because I was “tired,” I would never get anything done.
Resting is easy. Challenging yourself to accomplish tasks when you want to rest is another level of challenge, and Goggins quote has helped get me through some challenging times.
The fact is, the human body likes to rest. It likes to be comfortable. Being comfortable isn’t a bad thing, but it can be taken too far. Realistically speaking, comfort is safe, however there is no growth in safety.
Some days I’m forcing myself to get into the gym and get my workout done, and that’s alright, because I’m not giving myself an out. The gym is definitely what I would call uncomfortable, but at the same time the discomfort has been helping push me further and faster. It’s in the discomfort that growth occurs.
In that vein, the lock screen on my phone says: ” It’s not over when you lose, it’s over when you quit.”
Both of these quotes have been helping push me lately, and I’m feeling better because of it. Something about pushing yourself is that as you do it, it gets easier to do.
With my cardio workouts every other day I’ve started hitting two miles plus, regularly. On my weight days, I’m pushing past 1.3 miles regularly. That is already significant growth, considering when I started easing back into my routine I was barely hitting a mile with any frequency. The improvements are only possible because I didn’t let myself quit when I wanted to, and I know that as long as I keep at it, growth with keep occurring.
My journey through mental illness and recovery can be viewed this way as well. Mental illness is hard. It’s the exact opposite of comfortable. There were times I wanted to give up. I don’t hide the fact that I’ve actually wanted out so bad that I have attempted to take my own life.
The thing is, as much as I wanted to give up, a sliver of my mind wanted to hang on, and I was able to seek assistance. Through coaching of my family and support professionals, I kept moving forward, no matter how tired I was. The bottom line is, I wasn’t done, and I had to keep pushing.
Fast forward a few years, and I’m in a better position now than I have been in almost as long as I can remember. I did the hard work, and growth came out of it. I’ve fought through the trenches, and there were times I never thought I would survive, but I kept putting one foot in front of the other. I know what dealing with mental illness is like on a bad day, but I’ve finally started seeing it on more good days as well, and truth be told, I’m starting to have more good days than bad.
Instead of fearing the discomfort, I’m embracing it and putting it to work for me instead of hiding from it, and the results are speaking for themselves.
Thanks for following along.