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Sweet and sour

Colin Campbell
by Colin Campbell on 20/04/19 18:00
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We search, don’t we? We want a steadiness and a stability of happiness and contentment that rises day by day and is never interrupted. 

The truth, the reality is quite the opposite. 

Just back from holiday in Cornwall. 

As time rounds off the edges of that holiday and removes the points, I will remember breakfast with the family at fifteen - Jamie Oliver’s social legacy restaurant at the Watergate bay. 

I’ll remember two body boarding sessions with Callum which probably lasted the grand total of an hour between them, where I probably caught about four or five good waves. 

I’ll forget the car journey, there and back, which was not too bad on this occasion but is often hellish, I’ll forget the family fights because the weather was terrible and because people strop, not that they were on their phones too much (including me) or we just weren’t getting it right. I’ll forget how cold it was, how wet it was. 

Ill forget that in order to have the good you must take the bad. 

While I was away, I was thinking about what a mess I was in, that I was working too hard and under the cosh. I was remembering back to September and October where I was at the peak of my “powers”. I reference back to last year and the shining highlight as the Haute Route in Italy, but in truth, under closer examination it’s exactly the same. 

There was an hour or perhaps 90 minutes on day two of climbing the most ridiculous Italian climb called the Passo de Sella, which is an epic and brutal climb. 

Right there and right then, I was at the fittest and lightest I have been for many years. Just in that 90 minutes. Just then. 

I’ll forget how difficult it was before that, how difficult it was the day after that, and in-particular how there was a point on the first day, 24 hours earlier where I wanted to stop and give up. 

Ill forget the room in the hotel, which was like living in a monastery and I'll forget the terrible breakfast and the terrible meals in the evening. 

I'll forget the horrible mini bus journey from the Venice airport to the village and the mini bus journey back. This is how it works isn’t it? If we are not careful, we miss the good bits because they’re also interspersed with bad bits. If we can’t take the best out of the bad bits, we will never notice the good bits. 

Building this new practice is difficult because it feels like there are road blocks in the way at every turn. It feels like people are trying to hit me in the face with a cricket bat left, right and centre, and in the midst of it all, in one line from a report from Charlotte Harrison (our finance manager), we have broken through our turn over target that we set for our self, years ago that we never managed to reach. 

Under normal circumstances that would be a cause for huge celebration, perhaps even a party, but we have work to do. 

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