Do the hard stuff

 


David Goggins once said, ''You have to build calluses on your brain just like how you build calluses on your hands. Calluses your mind through pain and suffering.''. I do not completely subscribe to his philosophies, but there's just something that I cannot deny, about how he goes about issues to do with grit. We often make commitments in the heat of the moment, without counting the cost. It could be that you were up late, and a sudden burst of inspiration leads you to want to prepare for a marathon. I applaud such convictions, but what lies between you and the finish line is discipline and consistency. 



I've found myself in a similar situation, there's a somewhat herculean task I have set before myself. This is a PSA (public service announcement). I am embarking on a challenge. I have coined it blogtober. I will be undertaking a writing exercise where for everyday of the month of October I will be publishing a blogpost. Much like trying to run a marathon for the first time, I am not sure how it will turn out ,or if I am capable of finishing the challenge perfectly. I will not let that stop me from trying to do it though. I definitely know that it will not be easy. 




Since you have read this much of the blogpost, I invite you to join me on the journey. Here's how, a part of the challenge is that I will be taking prompts from you, my readers for what I will be writing about. So if you have the means of communicating with me personally, I am very much eager to receive your ideas. If that isn't an option you can leave your ideas in the comments section. Perhaps this will be how I can garner your support as I run this marathon for the next month. I'm really looking forward to what you guys have in mind and the different ways I can tackle matters. 

Here's to blogtober, let's see if we can get 31 blog posts in 31 days. It will definitely be a stretching effort, staying comfortable never lead to much growth anyways. I can't wait to see the ways in which I will be pushed during this coming month as a writer. 

Comments

  1. SithSeptember 26, 2024 at 9:19 PM

    Blogtober wow👌I'm challenged, I will give you a direct call

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 26, 2024 at 10:11 PM

    Ideas
    -talk us through something random you started, learning an instrument, new hobby new sport or stuff y

    ReplyDelete
  3. Isaac MSeptember 29, 2024 at 2:38 PM

    No ideas yet, but I am interested in following you as you complete such a marathon

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