It’s been a while since I’ve spoken about Resistance. At least how it has been affecting me.

“Resistance” is the term that Steven Pressfield uses. He says it’s an entity that prevents us from doing the thing we want to do. It has many disguises and tools.

It’s the laundry that needs to be done. That TV show that you have to watch. The research that you need to do before you start.

Resistance doesn’t want you to do the work that you want to do. It wants to sabotage you from accomplishing your goals.

It’s the voice in your head that says you aren’t good enough so why bother. The taunt that your idea isn’t original.

It whispers that you’re too old, too young, too fat, too skinny, too stupid, too smart. Too “anything” that might derail you from doing what you want to do.

And the crazy thing is that you never defeat it forever.

If you overcome it for a while, it will hide away until you get complacent.

So, you’ve got to be always on your guard.

The only way to defeat Resistance is to do the work. Do The Work.

Put your head down and do the thing you told yourself you were going to do.

For a writer, you write. A painter, paints. And so on.

Last year, I had plenty of blog post ideas to write. But I only managed to get 16 of them published.

Resistance kicked my butt.

I over-thought the ideas. I put off writing them. I talked myself out of writing them. I stayed up late, so I was too tired to write them.

It’s easy to let years slip by with Resistance winning every skirmish.

I’m feeling a little empowered since I’ve just finished my first week of posts.

But I’m wary. I know that there will be other things that pop to distract me. Resistance hasn’t given up.

For now, I’m doing the work. And it feels good to do it.