I thought I knew what it meant to work hard, but this month I realized I’ve only scratched the surface. Grit and persistence are no joke.
It’s like feeling you’ve run an entire marathon... then realizing you’re only 1/16th of a mile into the race. Late nights, early mornings, you push forward and push forward again. But some days you can’t help but feel like you’re right where you started.
The interesting part is once you’re invested and you see your purpose, you don’t want to quit. It doesn’t cross your mind. But what does cross your mind is, “How do I keep up this pace?”
Grit seems to have been my perfect word for 2019. It seems like the lesson on what it means is just beginning. One month down.
From my TV high heels, to the baseball cap I wear nearly everywhere else... I'm finding my voice in this blogging world.