We came to Hawaii, so we said, let's take on the 100,000-step challenge
we all set the goal together, didn't we?
So why, in the middle of walking,
did I try to quit by looking for "the meaning"?
Maybe, when I was standing in the middle of the pain,
what I was vaguely searching for
wasn't the meaning of this path
but just a reason it was okay to quit.
Pretending everything had been wrong from the beginning,
that this path was never really mine,
denying the goal I'd set myself,
rationalizing: "I'm quitting because it's quit-worthy."
When an unusually hard day comes,
we suddenly strain to find some grand meaning,
and when we can't, we declare it meaningless -
"it was all wrong from the start," we make that excuse.
When you get lost on a long journey like this,
you have to keep going using the original decision as a lighthouse.
But we just stop dead, out of nowhere.
Ha Jung-woo and his friends pushed through countless agonies
and finished 100,000 steps with a smile.
- Ha Jung-woo, "The Walker"
