Here we are, is the break in round 968, one minute before we go again. We sit, we rest, we breathe…. deep breaths. We are tired, down, drained…. we think we can’t go anymore. When we are in that corner we feel overwhelmed, week, tired…. sometimes disgusted, sometimes hateful, sometimes miserable or annoyed. Sometimes we feel hopeful, forgiven, believers, dreamers or mere mortals. We can also feel alone, or usually, if we are lucky, feel the support and encouragement of all the trainers (your parents, your family) and the hydrating support of your water guy/gal (your spouse).
We listen to the instructions, we plan our moves, we try to stick to the plan… everybody speaking at once, everybody with an idea or/and advice. Then they are the sports commentators which feel they know exactly what you need to do to win (the therapists/the counselors); they will keep repeating it, like a broken letter. They are also the fans, those who are watching from around the ring. They have their own ideas about what is wrong. Some think you are done, that you should have never even tried, that you are a joke or a failure (the haters). Others root for you, have hope or even faith. They know you can regroup and recover and shout/show their support (your colleagues, your friends).
And those watching on pay per view, they have their own agendas or ideas. Some don’t even care and are only there for the entertainment, others really want to know the outcome even though they are not affected by it, and others do want the outcome to go one way or the other. They are still all one, all the same… disconnected, unrelated but still there; watching, paying attention, criticizing, judging; ready to pounce at whatever outcome (society).
This is the battle we face as humans, this is the the struggle we fight every single day, week, month and year. This is who we are, this is what we do, and this is what we face.
And after that minute (sleep) we get up and are ready for the other round!
Ding Ding Ding – Round 969