Scars Are A Sure Thing

Have you wasted years on a major you hate? Did you lose 30-pounds before diving face-first into a pan of delicious chocolate brownies?

Imagine training for years, telling all your friends about your plans to conquer the world’s tallest peak.

Think about the weeks it takes just to get from your doorstep to Basecamp. The excitement, the anticipation, the endless supply of dopamine.

Visualize a sky and snow combo so bright you need shades just to see. Clouds so near and fluffy you could use them as a mattress. Hear the bony crack of the snowpack beneath your boots.

Then imagine quitting.

Less than thirty percent of climbers who attempt Mount Everest summit. For some, it’s the weather; for others, injury. But many simply aren’t good enough to make it.

When was the last time you quit? Was it a workout program? A marriage? A diet? A job? University?

How long did you prepare before your attempt? Have you wasted years on a major you hate? Did you lose 30-pounds before diving face-first into a pan of delicious chocolate brownies?

How much of your soul had you already invested by the time you gave up? Did you sacrifice money, time, credibility — or…