stupid chewy chocolaty nearly dough cookie blocks sitting in an opaque rectangular container on the island that i've had to pass for the past two days. finally got the better of me. shouldn't have asked my wife to describe how they tasted. about five minutes ago went over to the drawer, snuck a knife, and cut one delightful morsel in half.
then temptation as soon as i swallowed it. tempted to finish it off. i've already fallen why not go further?
and here is the moral of the story. failure is inevitable. it will happen. it may be on a saturday afternoon with a cookie, a monday morning on a 400m, or a 5k race. the question is, what will i do with that failure? will i have the strength to pick myself up from it, move on from it? or will i let it drag me down into utter degradation?
that opaque rectangular container sitting on the island could be empty now at my hand from this tiny fall. but it's not. in fact, the other half that i cut into is still there.
i count this as a victory.
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