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Patience


I hope I have more patience now than when I was a kid.
But I am not so sure.

While reading an interview with Joanna Zeiger (2008 Ironman 70.3 World Champion), I thought:

This is exactly how I feel!

Joanna says:

"The most overrated virtue is patience. If everyone was patient, nothing would ever get done. I have spent years fretting over my impatience – I hate waiting in line, waiting for appointments, waiting for people to do things, waiting for people in general; I want things done yesterday. I have now embraced my lack of patience and would request that people stop asking me to be more patient."

I still think patience is a great thing and I am working on mine. But I have realized that there are different kinds of patience. As her next quote demonstrates:

"The most underrated virtue is resilience. Life is hard and unexpected. No matter what plans we make, what goals we set, what time-line we expect, curve balls are always thrown our way. It is those who are resilient that come through a crisis intact and ready to conquer the next battle. In my own life, I have encountered obstacles athletically, socially, and academically. It is through my resolve and
stubbornness that I been able to weather the storms."

Doesn't it sounds like resilience is part patience as well? Just a different kind.

Anyway, I am not trying to get too philosophical here. I just thought it was funny that Karl asked me tonight: "Did you read that interview with Joanna Zeiger? The part about patience TOTALLY reminds me of you." He knows me well...

Comments

Jamie Pearson said…
Those quotes are great. I'm glad Karl had you read you and knows you so well to tell you to read it =) Guess what 2 more weeks!!

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