It’s a process. Quitting won’t speed it up.

Went down an internet rabbit hole…you as you do on a Friday morning when you’re internally debating when and how to get up because there are things to do but the bed is so comfy.

And I came across an article about a woman who lost 30 pounds in 100 days – an incredibly feat!

I can’t speak to her methods or anything else, but the headline was enough to get me to her instagram feed, where I found this:

It’s a slow process but quitting won’t speed it up.

I’m working on several things at the moment, personally and professionally. It’s all slow going and full of uphill battles. Pushing a boulder up a never ending mountain.

It feels like nothing is working and worse yet, that no progress is being made. I feel so utterly stuck. And it’s debilitating.

But it’s all in my head.

Because the amount of work I’ve put in has had impact, whether I see it or not.

Whether it worked as planned or not.

Whether I succeeded.

Or not.

I am improved having gone through what I have so far.

I really am better/stronger/smarter/faster. Something I notice only when I can pull my head out of my head if you know what I mean ๐Ÿ˜€

It was a freaking slow process.

And rarely on my timeline.

Going in fits and starts time and again.

And it still is slow, not on my timeline, and has starts and stops.

But I’ve gotten this far.

And quitting wouldn’t have helped (and didn’t help) anyone, least of all myself.

So this is a long tribute to myself. It’s something I’ve long needed to recognize about myself.

In sharing, I hope you too can see that in yourself.