Comfort Is an Idol. Stop Worshipping It.
You have a version of yourself you keep putting off. Not because you don’t know what it takes. You know exactly what it takes. You’ve read the books, watched the videos, made the plan on a Sunday night with real conviction. And then Monday shows up, and so does the thing you actually worship. Comfort. Not drugs. Not money. Not fame. Comfort. The soft, reasonable,…