A few years ago, I went to get my hair cut. That might not sound like much, but this was my first haircut in about 10 years. My hair was long, I could sit on it. I’d brush it fairly often, and wash it regularly too so it was in good condition.

I liked my hair long, but a good friend relised that my long hair was limiting my potential. He and his wife gave me various reasons to get it cut, but the one that stuck was because it was limiting my professional advancement. Besides their suggestions, I’d had already thought once or twice to cut it all off, but it was a big step.

So for my birthday, this friend and his wife ‘kidnapped’ me. They took me to their own personal hair dresser. Sat me in the chair and hacked off the hair. But that’s just the preamble to my actual point.

Driving back after everything was done, he turns to me and says “You were very brave.”

I laughed at this and told him, “Bravery isn’t something you prepare for. You’re scared, but you do it anyway. Only after the fact is it called bravery. Sometimes it’s also called stupidity.”

Change can be hard. You make it easier by doing it.