An hour later, it was time for therapy again. I granted that I could not dispute what others had told me, that I was a strong person. Why didn't it come from me, why did it have to be what I was told, she posed. I thought about it. "Nothing's really different today than it was yesterday. It makes sense when you look back at it but there was no point where I got strong. It just happened." Like the hill I'd climbed that morning. With a little weaving and dodging I climb it in chunks, but when you look back down from the top, knowing you just did it doesn't make it more seem any more likely that it's doable.
After finishing the hill that morning, I had biked past the lady who asked me a week or so ago if I was training. Her back was to me as she was locked her house. I realized today I had a better answer: Yes, I am training. I'm not sure exactly what I am training for, and I won't necessarily know even when that training pays off, but I am definitely training for something.
Step 34: keep at it, even if you don't always recognize the progress you are making while you're making it.
