Getting started is the hardest part. Making the decision to do something you've never done. It's intimidating and looms. Forcing yourself to take bat in hand, standing alone, to take a swing at it, cussing under your breath. Everyone watches and waits to see if you will make it or not. You feel the pressure. There's the pitch. There's the swing. You make it to first. Feeling a little better now. A little more sturdy on your feet. Determination taking the place of fear in your eyes. You steal second and then third. Waiting for the chance to make it to home base. Whether you make it or not, at least you tried. And you will try again. Whether you make it to that beaming home plate or if you go back to the dugout, you tried. You'll soon take another swing.
You learned. You grew. You're stronger.
Never stop swinging.