When you are born into a place where there's on average 127 days of sunshine per year and where it's beach weather from June until October, your standards about the weather get pretty high.
But once you leave behind that place and its weather, you start to finally appreciate how rare it can be being able to warm up under the sun whenever you desire.
In this new environment, you are like a missionary of the sun. Everyone has to know how bad the weather here is and all the wonder they are missing back in the promised land. But with time, this enthusiasm dies down and at some point, you are just happy to be able to figure out the general position of the sun through a perpetual fog of misery.
Slowly, the standards go down. A mechanism which makes us more capable of adapting to new environments.
Having gone through this myself, I started wondering if this mechanism also acts upon other areas of our life. If our standards of success, hard work, relationship or fitness are a reflection of the environment we live in. That maybe we might expect little out of life just because we never experienced higher standards. For example, we might think we work hard until we experience what real hard work looks like.
(to be continued)
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