Three months ago I started walking everyday. About three-quarters of the way home there is a fairly steep hill. When I started, my calfs would be burning and I would be out of breath once I got to the top. Now, I usually make it to the top without thinking anything about it. The hill flattens out.
This is with anything we are pursuing in the life. The beginning is tough. Really tough. Tough enough that it makes you want to doubt doing it a second time. As you keep working though it gets easier… and that’s when it’s time to find a new hill.