Gordy Ainsleigh is an ultra-marathon runner. He’s actually known as the father of an annual 100 mile race in California.
One. Hundred. Miles. People.
That’s rather crazy in my opinion.
Anyways, my husband is really into running and introduced me to a documentary that talks a bit about how Gordy started this event almost by accident. There is a popular one hundred mile trail in California that was often traveled by horse, and one day he decided to try to complete it entirely by foot within 24 hours.
In the documentary, he describes that day when he was in the midst of this strenuous journey. He talked about how looking towards the finish line felt impossible. Even looking towards the midway point felt impossible.
He then goes on to say:
“Well, what can I do? I just asked myself that question. And the answer came to mind; I can still take one more step. And so at that point I decided I would take one more step until I could no longer take one more step.”
That was so inspiring to me.
In the midst of my depression, and even now on hard days, it gets so cloudy. It literally seems impossible to make it out of the pit. I’ve started asking myself in those moments, “Well, what can I do?” And I can always stir up enough strength to just take one more step.
Sometimes one more step looks like praying.
Sometimes it looks like getting out and going for a walk.
Sometimes it looks like writing down the things my mind is believing and following with what I know is actual truth.
Or sometimes it looks like going to a coffee shop and painting.
I think it’s different for everyone. It’s even different for me day by day. But taking that next step gets you to a place where it’s a more affective fight for growth. Your mind gathers a bit more clarity and can think a little more rationally.
So in those moments that seem impossible to escape, don’t feel like you have to take on your depression as a whole. Just take on the next step. There’s always enough strength for the next step.