The trike moves slowly, but still outruns sulking.
Sulking promises satisfaction, but it never goes anywhere. The trike creaks forward, clumsy yet determined, and that tiny progress is enough to leave resentment behind.
Sulk vs. Spin
The trike may wobble, but at least it rolls. Sulking digs ruts that go nowhere — a stationary circle of self-pity.
The Lesson in Momentum
Speed isn’t the point. Movement is. Even slow wheels take you further than moods that sit and stew. Progress laughs at sulking by showing up with scuffed knees and a grin.
Practical Guidance
Pedal anyway: Small motion beats stillness.
Ditch the sulk: Pouting gets lapped by squeaky wheels.
Measure forward, not fast: Any pace is better than none.
Today’s Practice
Today, take one squeaky pedal forward instead of sulking in place.
