What or new habit are you thinking about taking your own baby steps toward?
Leo took a breath, pushed off, and immediately wobbled. He squeezed the brakes so hard the bike jerked to a halt. He felt the familiar sting of frustration. "Again," his dad encouraged. Baby Steps
Leo wasn't. "Can’t I just keep the small wheels for one more week?" What or new habit are you thinking about
This time, Leo didn’t look at the end of the street. He looked at a single oil stain on the concrete five feet away. He pushed. One pedal rotation. Two. The bike leaned left, and he corrected it. It leaned right, and he corrected it again. He reached the oil stain. "I did it," he whispered. "Five more feet," his dad called out. He felt the familiar sting of frustration
He didn't ride a mile that day. He didn't even make it to the end of the block. But when he parked the bike back in the garage, he wasn't the same kid who had walked out. The distance didn't matter; the fact that he had moved forward did.
Every great journey, Leo realized, starts with the courage to be clumsy for those first few inches.