Journey Matters

It is good to have an end to journey towards;

but it is the journey that matters, in the end

(Ursula Le Guin, 1969, p.220)

Goals can seem like near or distant points on the path or road of a map and sometimes can appear to be, not only off-road, but look like completely uncharted territory. Practising my map reading skills, for the assessment of the Basic Expedition Leader Award (BEL), I was reminded of the first time I did the assessment 12 years before and how much of a daunting prospect I'd found it then. Although I was spending time brushing up on my navigational skills I was most worried about my ability to use those skills under the pressure of carrying a 20 Kg rucksack over long distances with people I'd just met and being assessed for a whole weekend while also getting little sleep while camping. 

I wasn't as young as I used to be. I was older, less fit and had more injuries than 12 years ago and wondered if I could hack it. I'd only a few months ago been on beta blockers and recently recovered from problems with high blood pressure and a sprained ankle, so was finding returning to fitness hard going. Every week I did a practise 30K+ walk, and upped my everyday Kms and had started running again as my sprained ankle had healed. I was improving but didn't feel like I was getting anywhere fast. 

Then I saw this advert and was struck by its appropriateness and felt once again on solid ground. Like the woman said:

'I'm slow but I'm lapping everyone on the couch.'

I was sold. I got it. I'd been worried about how slow I was and how slowly I was recovering fitness but I then realized how great I was doing, compared to my previous self (or anyone else) stuck on the couch.

I was on the map. I was trying to get some where. And it wasn't just a goal, that once achieved was finished with. Fitness is forever and is a constant journey to maintain, There is no arrival, end point or destination but pit-stops and view points along the way and places to mark on the map, to say: I was there, look where I am now! 

Le Guin, U. (1969) The Left Hand of Darkness,  Ace Books, New York
Sport England: This Girl Can  & This Girl Can Website: www.thisgirlcan.co.uk

Eating the Elephant

'A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.'

 Lao Tzu

AKA 
Q 'How do you eat an elephant?'
A 'One bite at a time.'

I realised when Carl asked if he was in my book that every young person I ever knew including myself probably was. Then next morning, hearing Timmy identify with some lines he read, I thought some more about it. How much we identify with characters we read and write. How much we want to learn about ourselves in what we read and write. How much we take comfort in empathising with these fictional people with realistic character traits. And how we know they are real because they are feeling what we feel. Why we start to care about them because we feel what they feel.

When someone tells you that their life has been summed up in two sentences that you have written, you must be doing something right - at least in those two sentences. The trick then is to get the other nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety eight to the same standard.

Why do these sentences resonate?  The character Jez, a thinker and worrier who's thoughts on the infinite consequences of his actions and their domino effects, freeze him and prevent him from making choices and doing anything, Timmy could relate to this, as could I. Its why I have stalled on writing until now.

I am learning about myself. When I pick up a book it feels like I am asking the author to tell me about myself. When I read what a character says or does or feels I measure against what I say or do or feel. Would I act in the same way as the character? Why? What would I do, say or feel differently and what does that say about me? What part of me do I leave on the page? 

So the part of Jez I wrote about being locked in a state of frozen inaction because of his ability to see so many possibilities and their domino effects is the same part of me that has had to be worked through to get the book to the next stage. Now when I am making a decision, I try to ignore the zillions of other possibilities (my very active imagination brings to mind) and concentrate on one issue at a time. For instance before I sent out the first chapter to my writing class (nine people I had only met twice), all I concentrated on was getting the last few bits of editing done of that draft and only thought of it in terms of the feed back I would get from the nine people reading it, as that was a daunting enough prospect on its own. It was only last night (Thursday) I remembered, with genuine shock, that it is going to be read out in class on Saturday. I had completely blocked it from my mind, I think if I had thought of that aspect it might have prevented me doing the first action - sending it out. And once the first action was done - I could do nothing about it and at least that was done. All of it together would have been too much to contemplate. 

I am now somewhat calmer but can still barely believe that I had forgotten that the first chapter is  going to be read out by the tutor to this group of people I have only met twice. The mind works in mysterious ways, to protect us. Or maybe we just take our natural ability to freeze the action, to pause it a while until we are ready, to deal with one thing at a time, until its time for action again and we can press 'play.' 

Unfortunately I always think of that stupid elephant joke, even when a more eloquent way to say it would be: 'A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step'. No, that seems too serene, too whimsical, too lovely an idea. Whereas the stupid elephant joke seems to be more in keeping with how I feel about daunting prospects and the overwhelming sensation and the 'bigness' of stuff feeling like an elephant sitting on my chest or just being the cliched 'elephant in the room'. The question, 'How do you eat an elephant?' and its answer 'One bite at a time' says more to me about my issues. However distasteful it is at first, its only a bite and once you swallow its gone and the next bites the same and eventually the elephant is gone. I am not advocating eating elephants but for me it works and sometimes to get one bite down you have to forget about how much of the elephant is left.