I’m working hard to eliminate the word “just” from my vocabulary.
Not “just” in the sense of what is fair and equitable, but “just” in the minimizing sense, the one that depletes the value of everything that comes before or after.
As in “I just want to tell you something …” or “I just think that …”
Adding “just” feels apologetic, as if the contribution somehow isn’t worthy without qualification.
And that’s not how I feel about what I have to say.
As a runner I sometimes hear that word used in reference to shorter races, e.g. “It’s just a 5k.”
This great post sums it up well: It’s not JUST a 5k.
A few days before going to a running retreat held last weekend, I broke my toe – for at least the third time.
Let me repeat: I was headed to a RUNNING retreat. With a broken toe.
Visions of long miles were quashed every time I even thought about my bruised, swollen toe. Running seemed out of the question.
On the final day of the retreat there was a 5k run, strictly for fun and not meant to be competitive. I gingerly tested my toe and discovered that it hurt, but I could run, and that was enough.
With gratitude, I finished that 5k.
Nothing “just” about it.