You set your goal, work hard to prepare and launch towards it, eventually you pass the finish line. You did it, you worked hard enough to achieve what you set out to do. You conquered the challenge.
You did it, that means it can be done, so what’s the challenge?
This is my unfortunate mindset about almost everything. I remember getting into a big argument because I wasn’t impressed by a friend when he was excited about being able to read music. I failed to see the impressive part, I could read music, it was something we all learned the basics of in school somewhere.But most important, it was something I could do, so how impressed should I be?
In more recent years I completed an obstacle course race and a half-marathon. People insisted that I feel proud and my wife forced me to hang the medals on the wall for display.
But once again, I had done it, so what was so special about it.
During some soul searching I learned that the reason I don’t feel pride the way people tell me to is because I’m afraid I’ll expect accolades if I do. Which is justified, one can’t expect accolades just because one has completed a challenge. But that means we come around to why we should feel pride in something we’ve done, since it gives us nothing. Yes, we’ve done it, but what does it give us? If one finds happiness in doing something just for the sake of doing it, then I guess it’s fine. I, on the other hand, am very production-driven, meaning that something has to come out of it in the end. And a participation/completion-trophy is destroying the competitive spirit that evolves our mind to do the next thing, so it’s worth nothing to me. If you’re not the best then you’re just a part of the rest.