When the wind fails, excuses multiply. The stillness becomes the enemy, a reason to stop, to wait for something outside your control. But waiting is the easy way out. Progress isn’t a gift from the wind; it’s a decision to pick up the oars.
“No wind? Row.” It’s the mantra of relentless effort. A reminder that momentum isn’t handed to you…it’s made. When the conditions aren’t perfect, you adapt. When the world isn’t moving for you, you move it yourself.
This isn’t just resilience….it’s strategy. The wind will come eventually, but by then, you’ll already be miles ahead.
Keep rowing. Keep proving that effort beats waiting every single time. (Latin, “Destitutus ventis, remos adhibe.”)
