I take huge steps toward my goals each day.

Huge steps are rare, and mostly recognized backwards. In the moment they feel like a slightly unusual Tuesday.

Inches are what's actually on offer today — a paragraph, one phone call you've been putting off, a folder organised so tomorrow's version of you doesn't lose twenty minutes finding things.

Ambition that only accepts huge steps quietly guarantees inaction, because most days can't supply one. Lower the threshold for what counts. Progress you can genuinely make beats progress that sounds good in a sentence.