(Yes, I am just taking photos of nearby things with my iPhone for all these posts)
I’m well aware that at some point in the history of this blog, it’s going to be necessary that I write at length about the business I’ve spent the last 7 years building, The Come Up BMX. But I’m hesitant to do so. It’s hard to write about The Come Up without sounding boastful or prideful. Writing that sort of post demands a certain type of care. It’s hard to write about why TCU has done so well without also going into detail about what all of our competitors have done wrong. And some of those competitors are people I’m friendly with or at least people I don’t feel like openly insulting. I plan on writing that sort of blog in the near future, but I figured before I go into detail about my greatest triumphs, I should first tell you about some of my lowest lows.
What I want to talk about is one of the most common criticisms I’ve been on the receiving end of over the past 7 years, something that anyone who has experienced any sort of success has no doubt heard time and time again:
“You just got lucky”