Every day, I see a man walk around the neighborhood as I head to work. At first, he was slow. You almost felt sorry for him. At the time, I’m sure I thought that he would be done in a month or so.
But he didn’t quit. He kept at it. Each day he got a little faster and a little stronger. Now he walks like a mad man.
What’s interesting is that he is not alone anymore. His wife joins him around the block. And I have been inspired to ride my bike to work more.
To the untrained eye, these changes are unnoticeable. But when you keep at something long enough, your movement begins to grow. One-step at a time.