Not many of us know about the Spartan race. And very few of us have participated in it. It is an extreme race that demands ultimate strength and endurance. It is about having the intent, will, ability to push oneself to the extreme and doing it. It is hard.
As a participant, you have three race options – Spartan Baby, which spans just five km; Spartan Adult spanning 16km and Spartan Beast with the distance of 20km. For the 3 Spartan races, the minimum qualifying distance is 5km, each fortified with grueling obstacles, scattered along the race. For those that quit, they get no reward because only finishers receive the finisher medal at the end of the race.
Why are we talking about the Spartan race in the middle of an immigrant life series? To draw lessons and to find parallels. The Spartan race is similar to the race of life; particularly for immigrants. Any pursuit in life is exactly like the Spartan race. You pursue a dream, you work hard for it, and you complete it by reaching that goal. You have to finish the race to reach the end. You cannot quit. Just like the Spartan race, in life if you give up on your dreams and desires then you don’t make it.
In this episode of ILP we discuss why it is easy to give up and hard to keep going but choosing your hard will make you a fulfilled human being. Quitting is easy, continuing is hard just like in the Spartan race but continuing will lead you to your destination and dropping off will leave you in the middle of nowhere. As human beings we want to reach the endline — and that you can do with perseverance, by working on it and not giving up.
Hope this poem by John Greenleaf Whittier inspires you
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a failure comes about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell just how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.