When I was little I had a book called “The Giving Tree”. It was kind of annoying because the tree really loved this boy, who grew up and ended up chopping it down. The point was that even though the boy had to leave all the time, the tree would still be there for him when he came back, and it would still love him just as much. Maybe if the tree had a gun he wouldn’t have cut it down, but that’s beside the point.
Practice, training, the idea of constant improvement, should all act as constant drivers within us. It’s important to always keep growing and improving in some way. The alternative is unacceptable. This is my basic default attitude.
Life, being full of irony and of the unexpected as it is, makes it difficult to stick to any plan. What could be a life of constant improvement and mammoth expenditures of copper jacketed nuggets of pure love, is instead an actual life, which has far fewer Ferraris and way less silver pistols in shoulder holsters than I would like. But it’s real, and real is good (most of the time).
The times in life when I couldn’t stick to my practice schedule used to really get me down. It was like being in a constant “RED ALERT”. There was this little meter in the back of my head, and it was just sitting idle, because I wasn’t working with my rifle.
That’s happened a few times. What I’ve realized in the last year or two is that even if I can’t do a serious amount of shooting for a couple of months, I do have the ability to work off the rust fairly quickly. I think taking a little break can be productive. The important thing is not to give into the idea of giving up just because things didn’t go according to plan.
Life needs balance. Consider these movie quotes: “When you can hit and move without breakin’ the string you’ll have balance. You’ll be a very dangerous person.”
“First learn balance. Balance good, karate good, everything good. Balance bad, might as well pack up, go home.”
If I can say it in a quote from a blockbuster movie from the 70’s or 80’s, is there any way I could possibly be wrong? (Just don’t answer. I’m basking in my own glory here.)