I have been doing some weight lifting and it is a different approach than I am used to…
In these lifting sets I am trying to get to failure…
I realize that each time I begin, I enter into a battle between my mind and body…
I want to finish strong…
I have learned to mark success in some fashion, when I can complete the task before me…
And so even though I can understand the purpose and what is supposed to happen, I am finding that to spend one hour planning to fail, is messing with my head a bit…
I wonder where and how often I allow myself to plan to fail so I can grow in character and strength…
I wonder where I have called something a failure when perhaps a more positive word could be attached….
And so, when I am bench pressing or leg curling, I am learning to not think about the reality of failure, but focusing on each lift or curl and remembering that I have a vision….
And if I am going to make my vision a reality, failure will help me to grow in many ways….
It is amazing to me the lessons I learn as I journey to wellness….perhaps one of the most difficult remains: 
