I think that the closer I get to reaching the last day, the more my body wants to delay doing what it knows it has to do. I can’t really blame it either, the amount of stress I’ve put it through these past weeks has been nothing short of excessive. It smells the finish line and ask to just extend out what needs to be done for as long as it can. Well I don’t work that way anymore. I want to get as much as I can get done early on. The more I do early on, the less I have to do later on. It’s as simple as that for me. I don’t bother myself with any sort of assessment of how my body is doing and what sort of rest it may need to do what I ask of it today. I just do what I ask. Without asking.
It’s a strange feeling, really. Knowing that the finish line is so close, yet feeling this tug to slow down, to ease off the gas, even when every part of me knows that’s not the way forward. The body has its natural responses—pleas for rest, for recovery, for a break—but I’ve learned to quiet those voices. The body can only adapt through discomfort, through stress, and that’s exactly what I’ve given it. There’s no room to delay when the path ahead is so clear.
I’ve seen it before, this resistance that creeps in at the final stretch. It’s familiar now, and that’s what gives me the advantage. When others might pull back, take it easy, or convince themselves that they’ve earned a break, I push harder. I know that if I do the work now, the freedom later is that much sweeter. It’s all about getting ahead of the discomfort, getting ahead of the temptation to settle. Every step I take now is one less I have to worry about later.
I don’t need to calculate how much energy I have left in the tank. I don’t need to assess whether I can handle what’s next. I already know the answer. The answer is always to move forward, to keep going, to finish. My body will catch up, it always does. I’ve trained it for moments like this, where the mind leads and the body follows. No hesitation, no doubts. Just action.
That’s the secret to getting through it all: start before the questions even come. Before the mind has a chance to interfere, to slow things down. By the time the body catches up with what it has to do, it’s already too late to stop. I’m in motion, and that momentum carries me through.
I’m not here to bargain with myself or give my body the space to argue. I simply make the call, and it follows.
