I think much of the time we think we should be good at things the first time or early on in the cycle of doing things.
It’s often why we’re disappointed with things that we have such anticipation for and then we find our performance not exactly what we’d expected.
I’m writing this at the end of a week away with Callum and Isla the dog at a relatives place on the beach in Cornwall.
We’ve been here many times before but never quite in this format.
I find myself conditioned to think that everything should be perfect and I should achieve a holiday schedule with exercise, mindfulness and organisation and activity so that I can come back and ‘have the perfect holiday’.
In truth, Callum and I have just wasted the days in the most wonderful way.
We have done what we liked and what we felt like and spent some wonderful time together and had some brilliant conversations.
We will look back on this week as being amazing, even though within it and at times I felt like I should have done better as a dad or as a companion or as an organiser or as a ‘holiday maker’.
The truth is, you get better and better at these things the more you do it.
I love to travel and I love to see things but there is also such a wonderful joy in returning back time and time again to the same place where you know that you’re on holiday before you even get there.
I didn’t achieve the things I’d said I’d do. I didn’t even open a book to read while I’ve been away which is most unlike me.
I did no yoga and no weights with Callum as we’d planned to do but that can wait until we get home.
What I did do was completely decompress (or more or less, have a read of Monday nights coming blog) to let me think about, given the chance, what things will look like for the rest of my life.
Blog Post Number - 2819