We all do it.
We mess up, then swing the pendulum too far the other way.
Overeat, then swear off food groups entirely.
Overspend, then go full minimalist.
Get too lenient with the kids, then go full drill sergeant.
(Or vice versa.)
Overcorrection feels like control. Like you’re taking back power.
But it’s not control—it’s chaos. Because soon enough, you’ll swing back again.
It becomes a cycle—from one extreme to the next—two sides of the same coin.
Think of those motorcycle games at the arcade. Lean too far to one side? You fly off the road. But with small, steady movements? You stay in the race.
That’s life.
That’s growth.
Correct—don’t overcorrect.
Small shifts. Micro-adjustments. Steady hands on the wheel.
Think finesse, not force.
And win the race.