I wanted to elaborate on the time I raced a sheep…
It all happened quickly, the sheep taking off, me deciding to chase it; but what did not happen quickly was the chase. Let’s be honest, sheep are not the quickest of animals and I was on a bike, if I wanted to catch the sheep I could have caught it. But instead I kept my distance and chased it. I did not realize this until a day later, but I guess I never really wanted to catch the sheep. The thrill was in the chase. I thought I wanted to catch it, I acted on the opportunity to catch it but I never caught it - instead I chased it for ten minutes. I found that I did not want the enjoyment to end. The goal was to catch the sheep but I valued the fun of the chase much more than whatever would happen when I caught the damn thing. What would I have gained? The glory of saying I caught a sheep?
It reminded me how often we have goals that we strive toward, but why are these our goals? We set them because we believe we want to achieve them but I do not think we always do. Sometimes the fun is in the opportunities that arise trying to reach these goals, not actually ever reaching them. Why do we do what we do? Are we out to catch the sheep, or are we out the chase it?
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