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‘Endurance is the name of the game,’ the gym instructor told his client who had just joined the gym.
That was the last thing she wanted to hear.
‘Endurance my foot. To give me cliches like this is not what I hired you for,’ She glared at him as she struggled to walk on the treadmill.
Thanks to his training, his endurance went up.
And when he thanked his win for his endurance everybody agreed.
the nature of living in a quixotic world
In the harshest winters, the toughest trees stand tall. Despite biting cold and ruthless winds, they remain, unbowed and unbroken. Such is the power of endurance, the strength to face adversity and still stand strong.
Like a tree weathering a storm, we too possess an innate ability to withstand life’s harsh gales. Our roots may be shaken, our leaves may quiver, but we stand tall, testament to the power of perseverance.
In the face of life’s torrents, we find our capacity to withstand. It’s not in the avoidance of the storm, but in the dance within its fury, that we truly discover our strength and resolve.
the soul’s resilience, the heart’s tenacity. It’s the ember that refuses to be extinguished, the light that continues to shine, even amidst the thickest darkness.
Well, you know what came to my mind so there it is in NUT shell if you will. Can’t think of any thing else cheers