Compounding…

Growth from training does NOT follow a linear pattern. We train and train and train. Nothing. We can’t see or feel the increase. This is the mundane middle where so many give up. We plateau. The older we are, oftentimes, the longer we live on the plateau regardless the endeavor we’re after. The more we move toward mastery in anything, the longer the plateau. Embrace this.

However, if you and I stick to the disciplines, fall in love with the process, and develop patience while not settling on the plateau, suddenly (or so it seems) our performance bursts. This is why, to gain mastery of anything in work/life you gotta love the aim you’re after, marry the mundane, and learn to laugh along the way. My cycling burst will come eventually. Compounding works. The hard part? Trusting the process. Discipline, courage, and humility are required. Simple, not easy.

So, when it comes to your life’s work, remember to embrace the pain of training, training, and training some mo. Marry the mundane. Get comfortable on the plateau. And, learn to laugh at yourself and with others. Your work, marriage, and life will require lots of lonely work and suddenly, surprisingly – your performance will burst.

Compound interest is linear. Compound growth within, not so much. Keep looking at your CORE & OPUS as a daily discipline. Keep taking baby steps each day to strengthen within and align with your aim. Never stop. Keep reminding yourself every morning and every night why you’re here, where you’re going, and why it matters. Won’t make a difference over a quarter or two. Will make all the difference in the world over a lifetime. Damn.

Keep rinsing your mantra as the road dictates. Keep preloading your response before the crucible comes. “Keep pedaling“ will be my mantra when the Alps rise up in front on my tiny twigs in 95 days time. It will work in the MOT. Why? Because I’ve been training my mind as much as my body. The twigs will not talk back when they’ve been told and told and told again. En brera, you see, packs a punch when it’s compounded.

What chatter within are you compounding? Slow down. Reflect. Maybe it’s time you compounded an inner view instead of so much worry about the outer one. Damn.

Live hard. Love harder…