What If Reaching the Finish Line Isn't the Only Thing That Matters?

A Note from Aarti 🌿

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Life, Success, Progress, and the Journey Along the Way

We often think about life as if it is a race.

There is a starting point, a destination, and somewhere in between, we are supposed to keep moving forward.

Sometimes it even feels like a timer is running and we have to complete the given task within a fixed time range.

We want to finish our studies by a certain age, build a career, achieve something we have been working toward, become financially independent, find love, start a family, or accomplish something that proves to ourselves or others that we are capable of doing it.

And in some cases, we might not even feel that we are lacking. But the people around us may keep telling us that we are behind, making us create an unknown pressure on ourselves.

And when we see someone else reaching their destination before us, we can start feeling like we are falling behind.

So we push ourselves harder.

We rush.

We keep going even when we are tired because somewhere in our mind, stopping feels wrong.

What if someone else gets there first?

What if they achieve what we wanted before we do?

What if they get the opportunity we were waiting for?

What if, by the time we arrive, someone else has already done it and our achievement no longer feels as special?

And all these and many more what ifs can be the reason that we don't allow ourselves to rest, even when we know we need a little break.

Not because we don't need the rest.

But because we are afraid of losing our place in the race.

The Rabbit and the Turtle

We all must have at least heard or read this story once in our lives.

There is a famous story about a rabbit and a turtle.

The rabbit is much faster, but because he becomes overconfident and stops to sleep, the turtle continues walking and eventually reaches the finish line first.

We usually understand the story as a lesson about arrogance and consistency.

But what if we looked at it differently?

What if the rabbit didn't stop because he thought he had already won?

What if he stopped because he had exhausted himself?

Imagine the rabbit rushing through the entire race, constantly pushing himself because he wanted to reach the finish line as quickly as possible.

The turtle, meanwhile, continued at his normal pace.

He wasn't necessarily faster.

He wasn't constantly pushing himself.

He simply kept moving at a pace he could sustain.

And eventually, the rabbit had to stop because he had nothing left for the final part of the race.

The turtle still had enough strength to continue.

Of course, the turtle won the race.

But perhaps there is another lesson hidden in the story.

It isn't only about who reaches the finish line first.

It is also about how we use our energy while trying to reach it.

What If Rest Is Part of Moving Forward?

Sometimes we think that stopping means we are losing progress. 

We see other people moving and think that if we stop, they will move ahead of us.

So even when we are exhausted, we keep going.

But rest doesn't necessarily mean giving up.

Sometimes it simply means allowing ourselves to recover enough to continue.

Imagine climbing a mountain.

One person might keep rushing upward because they want to reach the top before everyone else. They keep increasing their pace, even when others are struggling to keep up.

Eventually, they may find themselves climbing alone.

Another person might also have the ability to move faster, but chooses to stay with the group.

They stop when someone needs to rest.

They wait when someone falls behind.

They continue when everyone is ready.

They might reach the top later.

But they reach it together.

And neither of them is necessarily wrong.

One person may think, “Everyone should be able to match my pace,” and there is nothing inherently wrong with wanting to move at your own speed.

The other person may simply want to reach the top with everyone else, so they slow their pace.

Because aren't we all a little like that sometimes?

Don't we also want the world to walk with us at our speed instead of constantly trying to rush us?

Maybe the point isn't that one pace is always right and another is always wrong.

Maybe it is that different people can have different ways of moving toward the same destination.

Because the Destination Isn't the Whole Story

Imagine two people taking part in a competition.

They both have to give a final presentation, and whoever performs better wins.

In situation 1 - One person prepares honestly, works hard, gives their best, and wins.

In situation 2 - One person sabotages their opponent's presentation and then wins because their opponent was unable to give their best.

From the outside, we might simply say that both the people won.

But imagine being that person.

They know what they did.

Nobody else may know.

They may receive the same applause, the same recognition, and the same result.

But they are also the person who knows how they got there.

And that can change how the achievement feels to them.

Because how we experience things depends a lot on how we feel and see them.

Sometimes we may immediately feel the difference.

Sometimes we may not think much about it in that moment and only understand the difference much later.

The destination may look the same from the outside.

But the path we took to reach it can change what that destination means to us.

But Life Doesn't Always Follow the Plan We Started With

There is another problem with thinking of life as a race.

We assume that the destination we chose at the beginning will always remain the destination we want at the end.

But life doesn't work that neatly.

As we already know, change with time is inevitable and is an absolute law of nature. So change is not wrong; it's another form of evolving—in our ideas, thoughts, perspectives, or simply in us as individuals.

There can be so many things happening along the way that change our thoughts, our priorities, and sometimes even what we want.

Think about Romeo.

He goes to the Capulet party hoping to see Rosaline, the woman he is already in love with.

But then he meets Juliet.

And suddenly, the person he came there thinking about is no longer the person his heart is moving toward.

The destination changed because something happened along the way.

And maybe life can be like that too.

We can begin pursuing one career and discover something else we love.

We can have a particular idea of the kind of relationship we want and then meet someone who changes our understanding of what love means to us.

We can work toward one version of success and discover another kind of life that feels more meaningful.

That doesn't necessarily mean our original plan was wrong.

It simply means that we changed while walking toward it.

There Are So Many Possibilities Between the Beginning and the End

Maybe that is one of the strange things about life.

We know where we are starting.

Sometimes we have an idea of where we want to go.

And having a destination can actually be helpful.

It gives us something to look forward to.

There is a reason people say, “Keep your eyes on the prize.”

The idea is simple: when we keep our focus on the result we want, we have something that keeps us working and moving forward.

Goals can give us direction.

But we don't know everything that will happen between the beginning and the destination.

There are too many possibilities.

We can meet people we never expected to meet.

Lose things we thought would always stay.

Discover things we didn't know we wanted.

Change our minds.

Change our priorities.

Get tired.

Become stronger.

Take a different route.

Stop for someone.

Start again.

And perhaps this is why constantly trying to follow one fixed path can sometimes become exhausting.

Not because having goals is wrong.

But because perhaps we sometimes forget that having a destination doesn't mean we have to know every step of the journey in advance.

Maybe Being First Isn't Always the Point

We often attach meaning to being first.

The first person to achieve something.

The youngest person to do it.

The fastest person to reach it.

The person who got there before everyone else.

And definitely, the world remembers the first.

Being first can be important. It can become a record, an achievement, or something that inspires others.

But what does being first actually mean for us when we achieve something?

That may be important not necessarily for the world, but definitely for ourselves.

If someone reaches the mountain before us, does that mean there is nothing left for us at the top?

There is still a mountain.

There is still a view.

There is still our experience of reaching it.

Someone else's arrival doesn't erase ours.

And perhaps someone else's success doesn't necessarily make our own achievement smaller either.

The problem begins when we turn another person's progress into a measurement of our own worth.

Then the journey stops being about reaching something meaningful to us and starts becoming about beating someone else to it.

And once that happens, even resting can feel like losing.

What If We Measured More Than the Finish Line?

Maybe we don't need to stop having goals.

Maybe we don't need to stop working hard.

Maybe we don't even need to stop wanting to reach the top.

Perhaps what we need to question is the idea that the finish line is the only thing that matters.

Because there can be more than one way to reach the same place.

One person may rush.

Another may move slowly.

One may stop several times.

Another may keep going.

One may change direction halfway through.

Another may stay on the original path.

One may reach the top alone.

Another may wait for the people beside them.

And perhaps none of these journeys can be understood simply by looking at who arrived first.

There is something else to consider.

How much of yourself did you have to spend to get there?

What did you learn along the way?

Who was beside you?

What did you notice?

What did you become while getting there?

And perhaps most importantly:

Can you actually enjoy being at the top once you arrive?

Because maybe there is something sad about reaching a mountain top after pushing yourself so hard that you are too exhausted to look around.

You finally got what you were chasing.

But you missed the view because you were too busy trying to get there.

And yet, perhaps we should also remember that not giving up and finishing are equally important.

Resting doesn't mean we have to abandon the climb.

Slowing down doesn't mean we have to stop moving.

Changing our route doesn't mean the journey has failed.

Sometimes it simply means we are still finding our way toward the same destination—or discovering a different one along the way.

Maybe the journey isn't just the space between where we started and where we ended.

Maybe the way we move through that space becomes part of the story too.

“The finish line may tell us where and when we arrived, but the journey tells us what that arrival means and what we lived through along the way.”

If you enjoyed this reflection, you may also like my previous blog:

Why Becoming Comfortable With Yourself Can Take Longer Than Becoming Successful

Sometimes we spend so much time trying to reach the next milestone that we forget to notice the person making the journey. In my previous reflection, I explored the difference between building a life that looks successful and becoming comfortable with the person living it.

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