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What Are My Motives?

After a rough couple of weeks I have come to the realization that one of the hardest things to do in life is to check your own motives. 

The last four or so months I have been training to hike Mt. Whitney. 

All of our hikes had been fun and slightly challenging; I was growing and getting stronger. 

For the last month and a half I have been dealing with major stress revolving around Whitney. What if I don’t summit? “I have to summit”, I would think to myself. But the doubt would creep in. What if..?

Finally within the last week I began feeling more confident about it and truly felt that I would make it if I just paced myself. 

Yesterday I received an email that said, because of a fire, the road to the Whitney trailhead was closed until further notice. I began to spiral. 

We are supposed to hike out July 3rd, a little over a week away. 

The new stress of not being able to do it set in. 

For some reason I felt the need to sit down and ask myself “why am I doing this?” Why do I feel like I’m going to fall apart if I don’t get to do this? Was I doing this because it’s a newfound dream or was there another motive?

It started as a dream. Then as time went on, more and more people found out about it and I took that as pressure to succeed. Because if all these people knew I was doing it and I couldn’t summit, I would be embarrassed. 

It started as a challenge for myself, for me to prove to myself that I could do hard things. It ended up becoming me trying to impress others. 

Then just like that the stress left. Once I realized I was no longer doing this for myself but to prove myself to others, it lost its power over me.

I was able to step back and return to the original point. I am doing this for me. 

The point is to have fun. 

To be challenged. 

The point is to try, even if I don’t succeed. 

It’s not easy to admit that you are doing things for the wrong reasons. But if I hadn’t stopped to question myself I would still be in that stressed out anxious place, trying to impress the world. 

In the end, I’m the only one I need to prove myself to. 

Lucky for me, I’m easily impressed. 

Friday 06.25.21
Posted by michelle wheelus
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