I’m hoping to go to another Dodger’s game this Friday. They’re playing Cubs. Not that it matters, as I would watch any game they play. Huge fan. And as I’m getting in the spirit of the game to come, I pulled up YouTube and watched a couple of docuseries about Cody Bellinger. 2017 MVP, one of two Dodgers to hit 20 home runs in the first 20 games of the season. For a short while there, he had a batting average of .409, which is major! And even at .365/.37, still has the best average of any ball player this season thus far. And… he’s easy on the eyes.
But as the video shows they were documenting some of this (some I’ve just been up-to-date on), he was interviewed asking how does it feel to be on the streaj he’s on right now and he simply said it felt great. But there’s so much more he still needs to do.
I thought that was a great answer. Great that he acknowledged his victories but also was humble enough to know he could still be better. Do better. Go after better. Be better. Just… be more better of himself. I know for me, when things are good, I want to stop and enjoy the fruit of my labor. I want that instant gratification of reward. Forgetting that this victory, is one of many I need to get to where I really want to be.
But much of the time, a victory is measurement; a sign we are on the right track. It’s not a reason to slow down or slack off. Or even theendif our work. But a reminder to push ourselves even harder. Is it possible to push ourselves too hard? Absolutely! But a push that we have more ground to cover isn’t. In fact, it’s necessary.
Because no matter how good it feels to be the victor, if where we are is not completely where we want to be, keep pushin‘. Keep going strong. Even when things are already good. Don’t slack off. Keep pushin’
Until you wind where you’ve always planned.
Oh, man. I look forward to each and every Friday from the last Friday. And that’s the gospel truth.
This particular week has been relatively frustrating for me as I am feeling a bit “stuck”. I’ve had a number of interviews over the phone and in person, but no call backs for a second interview or a job offer and I’m… frustrated. I really hate the place I work at. It is soul draining. And I’m trying to get out of here and keep my head straight while pursuing other avenues that allow me to earn and be creative. But it’s not enough. I spend 40 hours here and ever hour feels like I’ve shorten my life by a day. It feels that bad.
But somehow I manage to fall out of bed, get dressed and come to work. Wanting, every day, to call out. Wanting a windfall of money to come my way so I can quit on the spot. Wanting anything but to be at this place.
So this morning I wake up to a text from one of my dearest and nearest, Elle, who sends me this beautiful message of how thankful she is for me helping her with an idea that she’s launching called J.U.N.K. Food. It’s about helping people who are interested in incorporating more plant based food into their diets to promote a healthier lifestyle. She sent me this long beautiful text about how all the women at her gym loved the idea and they can’t wait for it to fully form and follow the development of its concept.
And that made me feel good. Real good. Through my own troubles, I can be of service and benefit to someone else. I have strength even when it feels like I don’t.
So, I hope that all my hustlers out there who are also finding their own strength even when shit is not going according to plan. Keep hustling.