Inches.
Taking one single step.
Writing down a late night thought.
Phoning an old friend.
Reading 2 pages in a book.
Drinking 1 less beer.
Going to sleep 1 hour earlier.

If you can’t run a mile—run down the street and back.
If you can’t be joyful to everyone you interact with—do one act of kindness.

We can become paralyzed by our lofty ideals.

Like a building is a culmination of bricks, our goals are just a culmination of many small choices.
The space between where we stand now, and the future version of ourselves that we hope to become, is merely inches. Just, some inches.

It is easier to stay consistent (which matters) when we don’t expect too much of ourselves.

MANY INCHES > ZERO MILES

Inches matter.

“The best time to plant a tree was 20 years go. The second best time is now.”

Chinese Proverb