The pain before the pleasure
Rising in the dark from a warm comfortable bed, sleep still tugging at the edges.
To go surfing in the dawn light.
Pushing through the scream of muscles to lift the weight, get to the top of the hill, complete the 400 metre sprint.
And then that feeling of achievement, winning over our small voice that wants to keep us safe and always comfortable.
Like freedom, which requires discipline, pleasure’s gateway is often some form of pain, be that the discomfort or stepping across an unfamiliar threshold, or pushing through our own resistance.
Ah, the rub! Knowing the point of too much pushing, too much discipline, too much ‘go hard’…this is to become a master of our own life.
Photo taken February 8th 2022
