Imperfect Progress Titles

I started a new journal tonight and wrote this. It’s short, fun, and creative but also super real so I thought I’d share.

The start of a new journal always feels so epic, like some kind of saga must be told. But my story isn’t starting or ending; it’s in the middle. This is the slow part of the story that directors skim over with a quick training montage. I’m in the guts of the suck, when every day is a mental and physical fight to improve just a bit more than the day before.

There is no epic story to start with and no “hook” to engage my reader. There isn’t a big decision I just made that I will now be chasing. I am just here, now, where I am. Better than yesterday and (hopefully) worse than tomorrow.

This week had some victories (37.2 pounds lost so far in 2021!!!) and some failures. Overall, this week has been better than last week and worse than I had hoped. But that is the Imperfect Progress I am known for.

This isn’t an epic start but it’s 100% real life and that’s all I can hope to share.