For a while this month I didn’t know if I was going to be able to go back and finish the time I missed. This injury has been a pain to deal with and even now I still deal with it. This week started off with me wanting to give up on the whole idea of finishing what I started. It was demoralizing. As bad as it was though I never pushed my ask for myself. I would just tell myself to finish what I have to do today and then see what tomorrow brings me. I kept that going. Day after day I kept on just getting through the day. Doing all the things I had to do for the day. Until I built up a strong momentum. That momentum that I ride right now. This has propelled me to get a big head start on my comeback in just one day. Don’t get me wrong there is still plenty of reps I have to do. I know how mind numbing this is going to get. Don’t care though. Everything I do now is extra. It’s more than I have to give. That’s why it’s enough for me, at least for today.
Momentum is a strange thing. It doesn’t come all at once, and it certainly doesn’t come easy. It sneaks up on you, building slowly with every small effort, every decision to keep going when quitting seems so much simpler. That’s how it happened for me. One day at a time, one step at a time. And now, as I ride this wave, I realize how powerful it is. It’s not about the finish line yet—it’s about the ride itself, the act of moving forward when it felt like standing still was the only option.
I’ve learned to stop overthinking the journey. I used to obsess over how far I had to go, how many reps were left, how much time was running out. But none of that mattered in the moment. What mattered was what I could do today. And every time I chose to focus on that, I got stronger. The mountain didn’t get smaller, but I got better at climbing it. One deliberate step after another.
Now, with this momentum, it doesn’t feel like I’m dragging myself through the days anymore. It feels like I’m running toward something. Even with the injury, even with the doubts that creep in from time to time, I know I’m moving in the right direction. I know that every extra rep, every moment I give beyond what’s asked of me, is proof that I’m still here. Still fighting. Still determined to see this through.
There’s a satisfaction in this that I can’t put into words. Knowing that I’m doing more than I have to, more than anyone expects of me, makes it all worth it. Not for anyone else, but for me. For the promise I made to myself to not let this year end with regret. Today, I’m not thinking about what’s left to do tomorrow or the next day. Today, I’m giving everything I’ve got. And for now, that’s enough.
