We've swum this far and at this point we're closer to the other side to bother swimming back to the shore. We have to keep going. Our bones are sore, our lungs are tired, our resolve is weary but we have to keep going because what else have we got? Giving up now simply invalidates all the work that got us here- redefines the aches and distance traveled as foolish and unnecessary. I'd rather give my pain a point. I'd rather see it amount to more than discomfort but to collect and form the path to a destination. This destination. Still off in the distance but it's there, waiting for us. So, what do you say? Let's keep going.