It's not supposed to be easy

When you work out with weights, if it feels easy, you're not improving. When you go for a run, if you don't strive to run progressively faster, there will be little improvement after a while. Climbing a route that's easy for you, doesn't eventually get you up that amazing looking hard line to the right of where you are. Same for jibing on a windsurf board. You just don't do it one day because you watched others do it. You have to fall in the water time and time again, swear, throw a fit, and maybe in your next 25 tries you'll get it.

Marriage seems to follow this rule to. When it's tough, and you get through it, it sets the bar at that level. When something else tough comes along, you know you've already made it over that bar. Even if the bar has to move up, it's moving up from higher than it would of, if things hadn't been hard in the past.

I guess the point is, LIFE is supposed to be hard.

Life can be easy I guess. But I wonder what one would think about a life of ease that is at its end when on the death bed. To me anyway, easy sort of fits in with not taking risks or challenges. Risk is just that, Risk. There is a chance of failure, humiliation, and a host of other hard to endur emotions. But, risk can also bring great reward. So if the risk pays off 50% of the time, 25% of the time, do you end up ahead?

Well, it's 25% or 50% more reward than you would have had without trying at all. Maybe the more risk you take, the better you get at making the results successful. Reward would lead to more reward.

It's still risk though, and the failures may be bigger. I suppose it's the individuals choice on whether the risk is worth it. I guess it's the evenutual events of failure that make life hard then. But if it's not hard, it doesn't get better.

So I'll take the risk, and deal with the hardship that arises with open arms.