It starts in the mind.
Set foot to the mark without proper preparation,
and a thousand arrows will be a thousand nails in the coffin.
Shoot one honest arrow.
And another if you can.
Until that single arrow is the only thing you know.
Who commands your arrow?
Teachers who frown disappointingly at your failure?
Rivals who pray for your misses?
Spectres of those you have never even met?
What you had for lunch?
Take responsibility for your presence,
and a leap of faith,
allowing the gods a chance to judge your testament of bravery.
Then one may begin to work.