“It is not the critic who counts, nor the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause; Who, at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement; and who, at the worst, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.”
President Theodore Roosevelt
Speech at the Sorbonne
April 23, 1910
These weeks are hard. I am cranky. Tired.
This week is a recovery week which is actually really hard to do. Slowing down instead of forward progress feels like I am open to criticism. I am feeling weaker due to grief, sadness and just overall exhaustion.
I need a recovery week.
A high achievement is around the corner.
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