There is a certain kind of strength in coming back after a day that went wrong.
When the plan fell apart.
When you didn’t do what you said you would do.
When you slipped, avoided, or froze.
Most people wait for the perfect moment to start again.
But rebuilding happens in the imperfect moments.
The real discipline is not in flawless days.
It is in returning on the messy ones.
It is in choosing to begin again without shame, without punishment, without quitting.
💬What is one thing you are returning to today, even if yesterday wasn’t great?