We set stretch goals and targets, then we work countless hours to achieve them. When the day comes that we hit them, instead of celebrating, we move quickly to setting new goals and targets.
What's the climb without the view? Imagine spending days traversing Machu Picchu or Kilimanjaro, to be blindfolded at the end of the journey and forced to press on.
For me, not taking the time to honour and celebrate your work achieving those stretch goals and targets is the same as being blindfolded from the view at the end of the journey.
We need to STOP. We need to take in the view, celebrate our success, the challenges, the heartache, the overtime, and honour the moment. Only after which can we then press on.
Without admiring the view, what is the motivation to keep on climbing?