I write this as a reminder while I reflect on the old year and look forward to the new. I have heard all the proverbs in this vein, and as I grow older they take on depth. Even as I yearn for the alternative.
It’s easy to be impatient. I secretly wish that building the next feature or dieting for 3 months will get me everything that I want. First, there is no magical destination that will solve the unease I expect it to cure. Second, if it is something I want, I should work toward it even when it’s slower than I’d like. More importantly, if the work is meaningful, I have to keep doing it.
In that perspective, a year is a mere segment in the marathon. That is the inch that I toil in.