I was vaguely thinking of how Ichiro loved baseball so much, he practiced 3 hours or more in batting practically everyday since he was 2nd grade in grade school. I am talking about starting such practice at age 8 and keep going throughout his school years, then onto his professional life. Then I thought of Tiger Woods, who did the similar sort of thing with golf.
Pursuing perfection were not the thing that drove them. It's the love of whatever they were doing.
When I first read about this, I thought, how great it must be to love something so much that you would want to keep doing it for hours, for days, for years! Today, I thought: how does it feel when these days of pursuit is over? When they become old. When they are injured. Being able to pursue what one loves is such a blessing in life. The thing I thought about today is, how does one go on living after that?
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