She looked at me like I had lost my mind (a normal happening) and asked, “A longcut?”
I smiled and answered honestly, “A longcut is the quickest way to reach your goal.”
She, not enjoying my verbal cleverness, then asked, “Don’t you mean ‘shortcut’?”
I thought about how when I run, I look for ways to take the long way. I’ll cut through parking lots and run around cul de sacs to increase my mileage. I choose hills instead of flat routes to make my run harder and more demanding. I choose new ways to improve. I take longcuts.
I replied, ” I make my runs harder than they have to be so I can better than I normally be.”
That’s a longcut.
I think about my profession. How many times I cut corners to save time. From now on, I’m going to give a little bit extra. My drawings will be a little better drawn. I’ll add a little more detail. I’ll work a little bit harder. I’ll add longcuts.
As I headed to the shower I smiled and said, “The long way is the shortest way to success.”
She looked at me like I was nuts and said, “OK. Just stop sweating on the floor.”
It’s why I love her. She keeps me real.