Commitment

A tall, blonde, well fit, passed middle aged woman flips a tractor tire across a gym floor. Her physical trainer is pleased. In the middle of her “reps” she notices a large black man across the gym. His trainer is asking him to do the same repetitions as she is using a different tractor tire.

The man is questioning his ability to follow his trainer’s instructions. Upon noticing this the woman, in mid tire flip, yells across the gym; “Hey, you gonna let this skinny little white bitch kick your ass?” The entire population of the gym responded with, “Ohhhhhhh”.

The skinny white bitch (my sister) knows about commitment. She knows commitment starts with yourself. It’s like anything else. Unless you know something for yourself there is no way you’d be able to share it with someone else. If the skinny white bitch wasn’t flipping the tire across the gym there is no way she could have yelled at the large whining black man.

The story above is the motivation that fueled my commitment to successfully walk out of the desert and back into civilization. I lost sight of the big picture (the Plan) by having my Focus diverted by a "But First".

After walking a few miles in the desert sun, climbing under wire fences, worrying loved ones then commandeering (okay, begging) a county vehicle for a ride back to the ranch, a skinny white bitch asked me …What’d Cha Learn?