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Every time I write a post I do it in the hope that someone will find it useful. Feeling useful is surely my favorite feeling. But when they give me some kind of award or recognition it also makes me feel pleasantly surprised, grateful, and encouraged to continue writing. Turn on the music, bring the cake and throw confetti because today we celebrate! GrabOn selected this blog as one of the top fitness blogs you must follow to achieve your fitness goals.
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Yesterday morning I got the email reporting that I had been selected. Later I met some friends for coffee and told them the big news. So, they asked, “how did you do it? how did they find you in the first place?”
This reminded me of the Parable of the poisoned arrow, a Buddhist parable that goes like this:
A man was wounded with an arrow smeared with poison. His friends, companions, and relatives would provide him with a surgeon, and the man would say, ‘I won’t have this arrow removed until I know whether the man who wounded me was a noble warrior, a priest, a merchant, or a worker.’
He would say, ‘I won’t have this arrow removed until I know the given name & clan name of the man who wounded me. Until I know whether he was tall, medium, or short. Until I know whether he was dark, ruddy-brown, or golden-colored. Until I know his home village, town, or city. Until I know whether the bow with which I was wounded was a longbow or a crossbow. Until I know whether the bowstring with which I was wounded was fiber, bamboo threads, sinew, hemp, or bark. Until I know whether the shaft with which I was wounded was wild or cultivated. Until I know whether the feathers of the shaft with which I was wounded were those of a vulture, a stork, a hawk, a peacock, or another bird. Until I know whether the shaft with which I was wounded was bound with the sinew of an ox, a water buffalo, a langur, or a monkey.’
He would say, ‘I won’t have this arrow removed until I know whether the shaft with which I was wounded was that of a common arrow, a curved arrow, a barbed, a calf-toothed, or an oleander arrow.’
The man would die and those things would still remain unknown to him.
I had no idea how they found me, why decided to select me, and so on, I just do my thing. The fact that someone in a company on the other side of the world takes the time to read my blog and considers it worthy of such an award, tells me that I should continue to do the same because somehow there are people out there who you value and find it useful. That´s all I know and need to keep up.
Thanks to each and everyone who visits my blog. I promise not to bother with questions that I cannot answer, like the archer, and to continue to offer you my most sincere advice to get in shape, as always.
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He would say, 'I won't have this arrow removed until I know the given name & clan name of the man who wounded me. Until I know whether he was tall, medium, or short. Until I know whether he was dark, ruddy-brown, or golden-colored. Until I know his home village, town, or city. Until I know whether the bow with which I was wounded was a longbow or a crossbow. Until I know whether the bowstring with which I was wounded was fiber, bamboo threads, sinew, hemp, or bark. Until I know whether the shaft with which I was wounded was wild or cultivated. Until I know whether the feathers of the shaft with which I was wounded were those of a vulture, a stork, a hawk, a peacock, or another bird. Until I know whether the shaft with which I was wounded was bound with the sinew of an ox, a water buffalo, a langur, or a monkey.' He would say, 'I won't have this arrow removed until I know whether the shaft with which I was wounded was that of a common arrow, a curved arrow, a barbed, a calf-toothed, or an oleander arrow.' The man would die and those things would still remain unknown to him. I had no idea how they found me, why decided to select me, and so on, I just do my thing. The fact that someone in a company on the other side of the world takes the time to read my blog and considers it worthy of such an award, tells me that I should continue to do the same because somehow there are people out there who you value and find it useful. That´s all I know and need to keep up. Thanks to each and everyone who visits my blog. I promise not to bother with questions that I cannot answer, like the archer, and to continue to offer you my most sincere advice to get in shape, as always.
