Lately there’s been a lot of projects (both for my company and personal) that I’d like to accomplish. Often these projects involve coordinating other people, convincing them, explaining, selling…
And often it takes a lot of convincing myself: Is this worth it? If this fails, how bad will it affect me? It will take a lot of effort…
This type of stuff. It slows things down, it hurts momentum, it wears on me.
Until I remind myself that at worst, it’s bombing. At worst, it’s exploding in my face and nobody will forgive me for it – except of course, myself.
And I’ll always forgive myself as long as I go down swinging.
Not half-assed, not timidly, not quietly. That would be hard to live with on any scale.
But if I’m going down, I’m going down swinging.