We can often get discouraged if we compare ourselves to what others are doing. It’s easy with the access we have to social networks. We get a glimpse of how everyone else appears to be prospering while we are paddling like hell in a circle.
We read their books, see their bodies, admire their art. We convince ourselves that in some way they are better than us and it causes us to question ourselves and our mission.
What we fail to recognize is they once started from a blank canvas, they had a shitty first draft, they couldn’t do a pull-up. At some point, they were a beginner. They struggled. They had to tear down their castle many times in disappointment and rebuild it better and stronger than before. They have the calluses to prove it.
Progress isn’t perfect and there is no stopwatch on when you might be done.
Progress can be slow but slower movement in the direction we want to head is better than being stationary with no plans to get started at all.
It doesn’t have to be big or bold, it just has to be something you care about that can strike that first flame to start the fire.
So maybe down the line when someone is admiring our work we can pause and reflect and raise a small grin and remember the time we stared at a “blank canvas” and weren’t sure where to begin.
But we did.
We have the calluses to prove it.