They’ll Call It Luck
A reflection on perseverance, earned success, and continuing when the path gets difficult.
“Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after the other.”
— Walter Elliot
Dear Reader,
Sometimes we begin a new journey to create change, and things seem to fall into place.
An early win, a burst of energy, the feeling that this time it’s really clicking. It’s exciting. It feels like confirmation that you’re on the right path.
And then, somewhere along the way, things get harder.
The path takes an unexpected turn and stretches longer than expected. Setbacks arrive without warning. The people around you start hinting that maybe it’s time to do something else.
And eventually, even the voice inside your own head begins to question the journey. Maybe it’s time to scale back. To be realistic. To stop.
And the weight of it all settles in, making each step feel heavier than the one before it.
Not because you chose wrong. Not because you’re not capable.
But because anything worth having will eventually test whether you truly want it.
This is the moment that defines everything.
The people who ultimately create the life they once imagined are rarely the ones who avoided difficulty. Rather, they are the ones who kept moving when the experience stopped feeling rewarding.
Who held onto their belief in the journey even when the journey stopped feeling good.
Somewhere deep down, they understood that difficulty was not proof they should stop.
It was preparation for the person they would need to become.
And then, often quietly, something begins to shift.
The opportunity appears. The work compounds. The life they once hoped for slowly begins to materialize.
And the same people who once questioned the path will often call it luck.
Yet, you’ll know what it actually cost.
And that knowing makes the reward sweeter than it would have ever been otherwise. Because you didn’t just reach it – you earned it.
My question for you this week:
Where have you been stopping short of what you already know you’re capable of?
Sit with that.
— Ken
