In the town I live in there is a hill that is about a mile long and is at an 8% grade. You can see the bottom bit in the photo. A few years ago when I finally got serious about losing the baby weight, I used to bike up it. I’d do it two or three times a week. At the beginning of the summer it took me 24 minutes to go up. By the end I was doing it in 18 or 19 minutes.
My husband could do it in 11 minutes and he often went up twice in a row.
With the broken wrist I haven’t been able to try this summer. My husband, who I’ll remind you had ankle surgery in April and hasn’t been able to do anything in 2 ½ months, decided to try and bike up it on Saturday.
While he was gone I thought alright finally I’ll be able to beat him. Surely he wouldn’t be able to do it faster than 18 minutes, he hasn’t been doing anything for 2 months. I was wrong. He did in it 16:50. Even injured he’s faster than me.
Comparing myself to others is a bad habit I’m really trying to stop. I am bad for comparing myself to others on all levels. Hair, weight, height, clothes, how they kick a soccer ball. It’s bad.
On Sunday we were in Sunday school and someone made the comment that Comparing yourself to others either makes you feel inferior or superior and both are bad.
I have to keep remembering that everyone writes differently and we all have strengths and weaknesses. My weaknesses may be others strengths and vice versa. All I can do is focus on the things I need to do better and not compare my book to one that’s already been published.
So this is my resolution for this week. No comparisons.
I won’t compare how I write to others. I won’t compare their story to mine. I will read a book just for fun and not over analyze it. I will focus on me being who I am and not trying to be someone else.
Wish me luck.