Throughout anything, remember
I said there were no exceptions
You must always complete it
So you got a little sick
Do them all day if you have to
Don’t stop moving forward
You’re becoming special
It’s imperative you get there right
Get there the best you there is
That you is the one only you see
Live out that you in reality
Live exactly how you wish you would
Don’t leave anything to excuses
Excuses like sickness or tired
Those are just more reasons to go
So you enjoy these days
Days like today are special
They make every other day easy
Just a small price to pay really
These are the days that test the truth of what you believe. Not the days when you feel strong, but the ones when your body aches and your mind fogs up. When the world would forgive you for slowing down. But that’s exactly why you don’t. Because you’re not doing this for the world—you’re doing it for the version of yourself that’s watching, waiting, hoping you’ll keep going. That version needs proof that you mean what you say, even when it hurts.
You don’t become special by moving when it’s convenient. You become special by moving when everything inside you says to stop. When you’re sick. When you’re tired. When the bed feels like the only safe place on Earth. You move anyway—not recklessly, but relentlessly. Because you know this isn’t punishment—it’s a price. A small one, really, compared to what you’re building.
The best you is waiting on the other side of this effort. Not a perfect you, not a superhuman one—but a real one. A version of you who kept their promise even when they didn’t feel like it. That’s who you’re fighting for. So do the work today, whatever it looks like. Not because it’s ideal. But because these are the days that make the easy ones feel earned.
