Doing Stuff Daily

“Comparison is a thug that robs your joy.  But it’s even more than that – Comparison makes you a thug who beats down somebody – or your own soul.”   Ann Voskamp I’ve started going to a gym.  Yes, a gym where massive amounts of people go to become better physically.  They’re there for rehab, personal goals, cardio, meet people, Zumba, working out on lots of really expensive equipment none of us could afford on our own, prepping for a race or some other form of competition.  As soon as you walk into a place like that, you automatically begin to compare.  It’s hard not to. I get on the treadmill and set it for 3.0.  It’s a number, not a speed.  Off I go.  Within minutes a younger guy steps on the treadmill to my left.  He, also, sets his treadmill for 3.0.  The difference is, I’m “running” and he’s walking, warming up.  About three minutes later he doubles his speed and adds an incline to his run.    Not much later, a woman gets on the treadmill to my right.  I couldn’t get a look at her number, but it appeared