The Trouble Is, You Think You Have Time
It'll seem ironic that as I'm sitting here writing this, it only took three hours of procrastination to get out my laptop. But what is it about time that we so often take it for granted? Ask anyone who's procrastinated (who hasn't?) and I bet the main reason will be that they think it can always do it tomorrow. That's a scary thought though, and quite honestly, a huge disrespect to ourselves. By saying there's always tomorrow allows us to put a price tag on our time. It gives us the opportunity to devalue what our time is worth.
For anyone who knows me that's reading this, I straight up admit that I'm always late. I finally found out that it's an actual thing though! A tidsoptimist is a person who's habitually late because they think they have more time than they actually do. The hard part about working with horses is that it is not a 9:00-5:00 kind of job. Horses don't understand that they're supposed to fit into specific blocks of time so that we can go home and eat dinner at 6:00. Add on that I also have a bit of a complex in which I think I am capable of doing the work of two human beings at once. Too bad they haven't successfully cloned humans yet, I could use another me. Actually, the world is not ready for that.
Where I struggle is how to distribute my time. For how late I can be, I do value my time immensely. It's just hard to fit everything into a 24 hour day. Where does one begin to compromise? Do we compromise in our work and do an average job, but leave at 3:00 every day? Or do we stay late and do an excellent job but make ourselves late to visit that friend we haven't seen in three months?
Horses are hard and trying to fit them into a box is never a good idea. If you think that you'll accomplish everything you need to do in 45 minutes and your horse decides it needs an hour, putting them away after 45 minutes is giving up. But if you're in the ring and give yourself that extra stride to get straight to a jump, that can mean a time penalty and the chance of a win. Compromising on where to spend our time is one of the most important things we can do.
I challenge whoever reads this to ask yourself what your time is worth. We all have 86,400 seconds in one day. How many days we live is completely beyond our control. A very close family friend of mine passed away last week. He was given four years to live eight and half years ago. But that may not have been the case. He may have only lived one year after his diagnosis. What we do and how we choose to use our time dictates how we live our lives. Please don't waste yours by saying that there's always tomorrow.
For anyone who knows me that's reading this, I straight up admit that I'm always late. I finally found out that it's an actual thing though! A tidsoptimist is a person who's habitually late because they think they have more time than they actually do. The hard part about working with horses is that it is not a 9:00-5:00 kind of job. Horses don't understand that they're supposed to fit into specific blocks of time so that we can go home and eat dinner at 6:00. Add on that I also have a bit of a complex in which I think I am capable of doing the work of two human beings at once. Too bad they haven't successfully cloned humans yet, I could use another me. Actually, the world is not ready for that.
Where I struggle is how to distribute my time. For how late I can be, I do value my time immensely. It's just hard to fit everything into a 24 hour day. Where does one begin to compromise? Do we compromise in our work and do an average job, but leave at 3:00 every day? Or do we stay late and do an excellent job but make ourselves late to visit that friend we haven't seen in three months?
Horses are hard and trying to fit them into a box is never a good idea. If you think that you'll accomplish everything you need to do in 45 minutes and your horse decides it needs an hour, putting them away after 45 minutes is giving up. But if you're in the ring and give yourself that extra stride to get straight to a jump, that can mean a time penalty and the chance of a win. Compromising on where to spend our time is one of the most important things we can do.
I challenge whoever reads this to ask yourself what your time is worth. We all have 86,400 seconds in one day. How many days we live is completely beyond our control. A very close family friend of mine passed away last week. He was given four years to live eight and half years ago. But that may not have been the case. He may have only lived one year after his diagnosis. What we do and how we choose to use our time dictates how we live our lives. Please don't waste yours by saying that there's always tomorrow.
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