Failure

From time to time, it’s something we all have to deal with, and today, I failed my Physical Training (P.T.) test. I didn’t fail hard, but I did fail. I’ve failed a lot of different things in the past year, and I believe today was a message from the universe telling me it’s time to reevaluate my priorities. I could give you a thousand different excuses as to why I failed, but none of them would matter. The facts are that I did fail and it was my fault. The only thing that matters now is what I do afterwards.

Do I give up? Do I whine about how unfair the standards set against me are? No. I’m old enough to accept my mistakes and learn from them. Pushing forward, training better (actually training in my case), and doing better next time are my only options. If I continued down the same path expecting different results, I would fit one definition of insanity, and I am not insane.

Thank you failure for helping me to see the error in my ways. Thank you for bringing to light what I was afraid to admit about myself. Thank you for the lesson in humility, and most of all, thank you for reminding me that I’m human.