Rounding up my #Commit365 challenge 2025

Recapping my #Commit365 daily streak for 2025:

365 days.
1748 commits.
8 products.
12 plugins.

Classic streak journey:
High energy at the start.
Slow down in the middle.
Flat line towards the end.

Some reflections

• In terms of momentum, you can see from the chart it was pretty green in the first three months of the year, then starting to trail off a bit. From September onwards, the struggle started to really show. I don’t think I recovered from that loss of momentum since. But despite what the chart shows, I struggled too in the first 100 days. To be honest, I kept going because I was afraid if I don’t, I will forget. Everything seems built to distract, to make you forget. Your dreams, goals, aspirations.
   
• Starting #marketing365 alongside #commit365 was the best idea this year. I did sooo much more marketing compared to if I left it to rare opportunities when I had free time.
   
• The small drips pace is perfect for my life season right now, working from home, with a pre-schooler, juggling family, elderly parents, financial challenges, economic recession. I find small pockets of time in early mornings and nights, and just lay green bricks.
   
• But an important reminder is that motion doesn’t progress. After more than two years of daily commits, I’ve not closed the gap much on my goal of $10k/m product revenue. I still make most of my current income by selling time doing an exhausting three gigs. I don’t have as much financial freedom as I would like me and my family to be at.
   
• Consistency doesn’t guarantee success. Opportunities for success must find you working, and ready. But daily commits is just a small facet of the whole entrepreneur picture. I need to work on all facets of that picture, than get tunnel visioned with the Github chart.
  
  

In 2023, I rounded up by saying:

Which bring me back to one of the biggest lessons I learned this year, about accepting my season. I think with my household situation, family commitments, daily schedules, lifestyle rhythms, new roles as husband, dad and son, being sole provider, doing consulting and all, I’m in a season of life where I can’t bank on old habits and measure myself on past benchmarks. I can’t ship fast, but I can ship smooth and slow. I can’t leverage on short bursts of intensity, but I can do sure and steady releases of consistency. I can’t launch a project over a weekend, but I can fill an ocean a pebble a day, over days and weeks of embarrassingly small effort.

Both work. Both gets results. It’s not that intensity is better than consistency, nor vice versa.

But now I see for myself how my season had shifted to the latter. And I should just accept that, embrace that.

Two years later, I’m realising that even accepting and grinding on shipping smooth and slow was too optimistic.

Much, much more to learn.
Even more to peel off, painfully.

But I must get there.