Day 193

Catch up day. Up and downloads, early start - late end. Kinda like what we were talking about after our excellent 2x20 set tonight. About how, in an Ironman swim, the buoys never seem to get any closer. You work your butt off and they never seem to come any nearer to where you struggle.

The good swimmers among you might argue that eventually even a piano will 'get there'.

And therein lies the rub. Because eventually we DO get there. We always do. It simply seems like an eternity as we flail away looking very much like a drowning French poodle.

We get there with persistence. And practice. And determination.

The same way we get anywhere.

Start and keep going.

There are moments along that path that are tenuous. There are always just as many when we find the zone and all movement is choreographed with Ravel as accompaniment.

Been there?

Of course you have. And you want more. I surely do.

Folks, there is magic in hard work. It pays off with compounded interest and fireworks at midnight.

All you have to do is finish what you start.