My best buddy and I did a triathlon a few months ago.
Prior to that, I could barely swim a single lap without gasping for air.
Since then, he and I have swam every Thursday morning at our local center.
It’s been a slow progression, but each week I find myself swimming more and more laps without having to stop for a break.
With practice, we have no choice but to get better at something. We inevitably begin to flow and figure shit out.
If I keep swimming, I’ll get better. If I stop, I won’t.