Busy being a researcher

Life has a way of keeping me busy. I appreciate it as it makes me feel alive and I achieve all my goals. Yet, despite being busy, I also keep to my fitness, parenting, and spiritual goals. That makes me feel happy.

I am also dedicated to my own psycoadaptation. I have been doing well learning about my weaknesses and strengths. I believe the best way to attain an adapted life is to try something new, something that requires a great deal of persistence to achieve success. For me, it’s skiing. Given that I’m not the most fond of diving down steep slopes, I’ve had to ┬ádeal with my strengths and weaknesses. I want to get better, so I’m not forcing myself to do something I don’t want to do. However, to get better I have to come to grips with just how bad I am, particularly when skiing steeper green and blue slopes. Given that what’s green at one resort is blue at another, and what’s blue in Vermont may be black in Southern New Hampshire or Massachusetts, I get really confused. However, I know for fact that I have a long way to go. As painful as such self knowledge is, it’s actually helpful in forming my self.

Psychoadaptation is about adapting to the situation and its constraints. I know what I need to do to get better, and being aware helps me adapt better. Nothing increases awareness than staring a challenge directly in the face and letting it take you on. I did that this past weekend and succeeded in some instances and failed in others. At the least, I know where I stand and know what I must do better to become a better skier. However, given that I live psychoadaptation, I also know what I must do to become a better father, a better researcher, a better grant writer, and a better person all around. It’s not just about skiing or tennis; it’s about life.