Monday, August 12, 2024

Four Big Life Lessons I Learned In The Death Race

This is not a recap of my Death Race. I just posted one of those. This is a very concise explanation of four significant insights I had during this extraordinary event.

1. YOU CAN ALWAYS BE GRATEFUL.
Twelve hours into the race, I found myself wading miles down a river I had trudged up several hours earlier. It was cold and treacherous and required tremendous concentration. Already I had lifted a 50 pound boulder over a thousand times, swam with a full pack across a freezing pond 7 times, carried a 90 pound stump several miles up and down a steep hill, chopped wood and memorized a bible passage verbatim. It was no wonder many racers had already quit, and most remaining were tired and miserable.
That is why it was my very good fortune to find myself alongside three awesome humans... Jack Cary, Patrick Walsh and Andy Bush. At Jack's suggestion, we paused our physical progress for a moment to reflect on what we were actually engaged in. He said, "I just want to let you know how glad I am to be here with you guys, and ask that we all think for a minute about how truly lucky we are to be doing this right now."
Suddenly I was acutely aware of the sun peaking through the ubiquitous storm clouds. Of the birds chirping, Of the hypnotic splashing of the water on the rocks. And I realized how very right he was. We were SO lucky to be here. To be able to do something so bold and unique. To be with likeminded people in one of the most beautiful places on the planet. And I was no longer tired or even cold. I was happy and energized and full of life. In an instant. Just by stopping to be consciously grateful.
If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, "thank you," that would suffice. ~Meister Eckhart 


 2. DO THE WORK AS IT IS INTENDED TO BE DONE.
22 hours into The Death Race, I was at the checkpoint where over half the field would ultimately quit. We had endured the night in the cold water, after first exhausting ourselves with boulder squat-cleans. And now we had hiked miles and miles of steep, slippery mountainside with 50 pound logs strapped to our backs! Led to believe the last hike would be an hour and a half, it turned out to be almost five hours of ankle-twisting, knee-skinning, slipping and sliding hell. And now, after doing an hour of work including piling wood and 100 pushups, we had to trek back out the way we came in. Beginning with a steep climb up a washed out hillside that was now pure mud. It truly seemed insurmountable, explaining the extraordinary drop-out rate. 
About 30 minutes into the return trip, I caught up with four guys I recognized as Death Race veterans. They had just decided to cut across the course on a logging road, reducing the next section from 2 hours of steep scrambling to 45 minutes of flat hiking, and congratulated me on my timing, as I had arrived just in time to join them. I asked if we weren't supposed to follow the same path as we came in on, and they answered that surely the organizers couldn't expect us to do that after all this rain.
I only had to think for a moment before replying, "Thanks guys but I can't do it. For whatever reason I feel that I have to do it this way. You do whatever feels right to you, and I will see you along the way." Then I turned and started up the hill. My progress was so slow that 5 minutes later I could still see them standing just below me, rethinking their plan - before they did, in fact, head out on the logging road.
When I arrived at the next checkpoint, only one of the four was there. The other three had bailed out completely. And the fourth was in really rough shape. I realized two things. One - as soon as you get to the point of taking shortcuts you aren't far from the decision to quit entirely. And, Two - even if I were to finish the race via a shortcut, I would always have an asterix in my own mind. By maintaining my faith in myself, I had arrived intact and now felt even stronger as that lesson sank in.
Wisdom is knowing what to do next; virtue is doing it.  ~David Star Jordan


3. BE PRESENT. FOCUS ON THE JOB AT HAND.
While I never considered quitting the race, there was a moment when I did not believe I would finish.  Well over 40 hours in, I was starting into the barbed wire crawl up a section of Joe's Mountain. I had just climbed through the waterfall and was now through two straight sleep-deprived nights. The organizers had recently leaked the tasks that lay ahead and I knew that my reward for getting to the top of the mountain and back was another horrible trip back out the route described above, this time carrying a bucket of water as well. The barbed wire, now laying flat on the ground and needing to be lifted strand by strand as I slid under dragging my pack and log, was even more frustrating as I thought about the nightmare I still had to face afterward.
Then I realized I had an even bigger problem. I had to be back at the church for a mandatory 3pm meeting and that was suddenly seeming impossible. After all of the work and pain, I was going to time out, missing the checkpoint. I stopped for a moment while I processed this. Well, at least there is no shame. I hadn't - wouldn't - quit. And racers miss checkpoints. It happens.
At that moment I thought back to Jack's comment. I remembered how lucky I was to be able to navigate this barbed wire on this gorgeous mountain in this remarkable race. And I remembered my epiphany about not cutting corners, so I carried on strand by strand, forgetting about anything but navigating this thorny challenge. And, then I was at the end of the tangled mess. There was only 1/2 mile to the top of the mountain. And now the math looked entirely different. If I busted my ass, I COULD make it to the 3pm meeting. And I WAS still in the race. Maybe - there was still a mountain to get down.
Applying the same focus to the descent, I made spectacular time. In fact, I came out of the woods with 10 minutes to spare and had time for a quick garden hose shower and arrived at the church clean and even dressed accordingly. As it turned out, this was the end of the 45 hour race and I HAD finished. So much of the stress I had started to feel was groundless, as is so often the case in life. You never know what is going to happen next. You never even know how much longer life will be. And there is no better approach than focusing on, and enjoying, what you have in front of you, right here, right now. Because it is the one thing you can be sure of.
We can easily manage if we will only take, each day, the burden appointed to it.  But the load will be too heavy for us if we carry yesterday's burden over again today, and then add the burden of the morrow before we are required to bear it.  ~John Newton 


4. GET LEVERAGE ON YOURSELF
As I looked around the church at the 35 finishers, I thought, "What is the difference between us and the 125 who dropped out, or even the other 80 who did not even start?" There did not seem to be an easy answer. It certainly wasn't just physical strength, as I watched huge, chiseled Marines quit. And it wasn't just conditioning either, as there were phenomenal triathletes who fell by the wayside too.  
The next obvious thing to consider was mental toughness, but we all seemed to have that at the outset, and I know that some of the people who were no longer racing would have never ever ever imagined not finishing. Obviously they had demonstrated mental toughness in the past.
Not being able to see inside anyone else's head, I turned my attention to mine. What had kept me going? Well, my fundraising for POGO. I had promised a beautiful young girl that I would finish. I said "If she and her family can survive three years of cancer treatment, then I can survive three days of racing." Plus the 60+ people who had donated over $5,000.00 to that cause. Then there were Jack and Katy. I actually posted on Facebook that I wanted them to be able to tell people "My Dad completed the Death Race" and not "My Dad started the Death Race but quit when it got hard."
Speaking of Facebook, by broadcasting my training and my progress and my commitments online, I now had thousands of people who would want to know how it went. I could not just sneak back into town in the night and never really mention it again.
So, as I realized, all of this was leverage. Leverage on myself. I had thrown my hat over the fence, as the saying goes, and now had to go get it. No matter what. Reading some people's blog posts after the race, I found that they had left themselves loopholes - where there was still room to call it a success for having tried. I don't think I could have given myself that credit. I had bet the house. I can, however, think of too many other ventures where that wasn't the case. Where I had quit long before I started and then went through the motions. What if I only started things from now on that I intended to finish, no matter what. How powerful a perspective would that be to live from?
“There's a difference between interest and commitment. When you're interested in doing something, you do it only when circumstance permit. When you're committed to something, you accept no excuses, only results.” 

So, now I have to take these lessons into the rest of my life. Fortunately, The Death Race is already very much a part of my being, and the incredible community that comes with it will help remind me of these lessons, and hold my feet to the fire when I forget what I have declared.

I am grateful for everything that happens in my life. I will do things right, not taking shortcuts. I will focus on the present moment. Now is the only time and here is the only place. I do not know what will come next, but i will be present for it as well when it does. And I will finish what I start. The first part of this is only taking on things to which I am truly committed, and then I will keep sufficient leverage on myself to see it through.

That is what I learned from the 2011 Death Race. And I can't wait to see what insights the 2012 Death Race brings!

Saturday, December 10, 2016

ONE THING

I was going to write this post last week, but I got busy. On Thursday I promised a client that I would write it "today", but ended up with too many other things to do. And yesterday, Friday, I said I would do it "tonight" - right before diving into all the other things that also needed to get done.

This is neither earth-shattering news nor is it unique to me. We all have lots of things that we plan to do and we all experience the frustration of not getting them done as we'd like to. Usually we justify this by rationalizing that "it wasn't that important" and "it will get done eventually". Some do "get done eventually" and some don't. Unfortunately, many of the ones that don't are the ones that are "only important to me" - instead we end up putting our time and energy into what is important to other people (because they are pushing us more than we are willing to push ourselves).

In my coaching I often ask clients "What is the ONE thing you need to do tomorrow - the one that would make the day a success even if nothing else got done?" And then we schedule it, in indelible ink, to make sure it DOES get done. At first it is usually a "have to" for work or for someone else - the ones that don't give us great joy but the "not doing" of which is causing us pain. Sometimes it takes several days in a row of clearing these things up before we can get to the "good ones". But the magic lies in freeing up the time and energy to uncover and address the "one thing" that really stokes your fires and moves your life in the direction you desire!

But, enough background!! I didn't log in here today to proselytize. I just wanted to give you a fun gift... So, here is a list of questions about "THE ONE THING I REALLY WANT TO DO IN 2017". Of course you are going to do lots of things, and they won't all be the material of dreams! But it is up to you to make sure that some of them are - and that you give them enough priority - that those dreams start to come true.

WHAT IS THE ONE THING I AM GOING TO ___ IN 2017 ... this doesn't mean the only thing. But it is the ONE you are going to make absolutely sure of!!! Take an hour (less? more??) and answer these questions. Actually write/type them out and keep them handy. Send them to me if you'd like (more below about what I will do with that!!). Notice what comes up for you when doing this exercise. Do you feel Excited? Inspired? Frustrated? Resigned? Take a deep breath and DECIDE that 2017 is going to be defined by what you do about these answers!!


What is the ONE thing I am going to STOP DOING in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to START DOING in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to KEEP DOING in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to DO MORE OF in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to DO LESS OF in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to FINALLY LET GO OF in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to FULLY EMBRACE in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to COMMUNICATE BETTER ABOUT in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to BE MORE HONEST ABOUT in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to DO FOR SOMEONE ELSE in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to DO FOR MYSELF in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to DONATE MY TIME TO in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to DONATE MY MONEY TO in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to TAKE LESSONS FOR in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to SEE in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to HEAR in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to TASTE in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to FEEL in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to SMELL in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to READ in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to WRITE ABOUT in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to ADMIT ABOUT MYSELF in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to GIVE AWAY in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to ACCOMPLISH in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to MAKE MY MOTTO in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to (WHAT ELSE? WRITE YOUR OWN!!) in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to _______________________________ in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to _______________________________ in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to _______________________________ in 2017?
What is the ONE thing I am going to _______________________________ in 2017?


WHAT CAN YOU DO WITH THIS LIST?


  • READ IT WEEKLY- Sunday night? Monday morning? You decide!

  • LAMINATE it and stick it to your SHOWER wall!
  • SHARE it with the people who are important to you!
  • SEND IT TO ME at johndavidwaite@gmail.com, with the subject line ONE THING, and I will check in with you at the end of January to see how you are doing with it so far! No cost. No obligation. Just something to make it exist for real in your world.

Sending you love and good energy for the rest of 2016 and all of 2017!

Johnny


PS. Too many people argue that they are a "free spirit" who needs the "freedom of no schedule!" They see a daily agenda as a shackle when it is actually the very opposite - it is an opportunity for you to define what matters to you and to ensure that is where your time and energy gets spent. There is no freedom in chaos!! And, because you still have to do all the "have to dos", what gets sacrificed is only all the things you actually "want to do". Worth thinking about!!

Sunday, June 16, 2013

How I Am Failing To Be a Great Dad

When I was a child I loved reading The Berenstain Bears books. Apparently I am not alone in this, as I just observed that there are "over 300 titles, which have sold approximately 260 million copies in 23 languages.

Even as a father, I have often referred to these classics, suggesting that I have a "Berenstain Bears" style of parenting. To explain that idea, here are some Washington Post reviews I have clipped from Wikipedia ...

  • "Papa sets out to instruct Small Bear in some aspect of the art of living and ends up badly the worse for wear, with Small Bear expressing his appreciation for the fine lesson Papa has taught him." 
  • "The action usually starts when the kids face a problem. They turn to Papa, who offers a "solution" that only makes the problem—or the kids' fears about it—even worse. Enter Mama, who eventually sets everyone straight."

Before I go any further, I will let you off the hook. I believe that I AM a great Dad. Still, I stand behind the title of this post. My children know that I am as fallible as anyone else, and it is often through my "failing" that I teach them the most important lessons. (Sometimes my "Small Bears" are even so wonderful as to express their appreciation for the fine lesson I have taught them.)

We (and I guess I can really only speak for myself) love to share our successes - there is a reason some people refer to Facebook as "Bragbook" - and those stories are important too. Through some of my triumphs I have shown Katy and Jack that it pays to dream big and to go after your goals with everything you've got. I have given them some great tales to share with their friends, about their "crazy Dad". I have made sure their last name serves them well (actually, I was handed an impeccable family reputation and have simply tried to pass it on in equally good "condition").

But I have also failed in rather spectacular fashion in their 14 and 16 years on this planet. Using a term that I love, "I have shit the bed" on several occasions. Still, looking at it all objectively, I am actually fairly certain that the best life lessons I can pass on have come from these apparent disasters.

Borrowing from the parlance of the fine blog of my wonderful erstwhile-wife (Mama Bear)...

"A (Non)Comprehensive List of Important Lessons I Have Taught My Children While Failing"
  1. My failed political career - in 2007 I ran as the Liberal candidate for Member of Parliament. As Canada had a minority Conservative government at the time, there could have been an election at any moment - but there wasn't. For the whole year! For all 4 seasons, I zigzagged across our riding, campaigning, spending, promising. And it was all for naught, as I was broke and exhausted and out of steam by Christmas. I had to resign - front page news - and never even actually had my chance to "save the world".

    LESSON: Sometimes you are going to take a big chance that does not work out - and it may even be a rather public affair - but you still have to get up to greet the sun the next morning (in truth, it was quite a few mornings before I leapt out of bed again at the crack of dawn - there was a bit of a regrouping "low" in the early months of 2008).  I owned my decision to run and also my decision to resign. And the world did carry on. In fact, I have enjoyed far more rewarding success since that debacle than before.

  1. The end of my marriage to their mom - in 2008 I left my wife (the aforementioned brilliant bloggess). I still love and respect her as much as ever, but decided (realized) we were on divergent life paths, with conflicting, albeit equally valid, core values. We knew our relationship was in trouble in the Spring and went for marriage counselling. By the Summer it was obvious we'd be parting, and we finally "pulled the trigger" on our separation in the Fall.



    LESSON: You can always choose kindness and civility over bitterness and anger. A breakup does not have to be acrimonious. We split very amicably, as neither of us had wronged the other, and have continued to support one another on our respective paths. If Katy and Jack's eventual relationship "Plan A" lasts forever, awesome. And if not, they have seen very clearly that Plan B does not have to be a shit-show. They have two parents who love them and one another and are as committed as ever to everyone having great lives.


  2. Being really, really broke - a couple years of an aborted (and expensive) campaign, marital dissolution and funding the setup of a second household, and a weak real estate market (yes, that was my career before my big reset) exacerbated by my rebranding as a politician, had all left me quite literally penniless. I took a job bartending to be able to cover even basic support for Karen to maintain her home for our kids and moved myself into my truck. For over a year I bounced back and forth between my truck, my siblings and my office floor. When I had Katy and Jack for weekends we would camp or go on "adventures" or stay at my folks. Beyond just living arrangements, I was unable to provide many luxuries that we had previously taken for granted - dinners out, ski trips, expensive clothing.



    LESSON: You don't need much to be happy. Despite this being a humbling experience, we always had a lot of fun, and I don't think any of us will reflect on it being miserable or even a particular struggle. We simply made do and focused on gratitude for what we did have. Even now that I have "bounced back" I have kept my life very simple - I live in a rented apartment, buy almost all of my clothes at thrift shops, and have as few extra belongings as possible. This keeps me free to enjoy adventures and travel and able to give significant financial support to Karen to help her provide a more traditional home (she has a beautiful log cabin on 6+ acres on the edge of town). My kids don't want for much, but they also now have an appreciation for what they have and get.
     
  3. DNF'ing The Death Race on National TV - In 2011 I finished the Spartan Death Race. With this success came small-town fame, pride and a new reputation as an athlete and a badass. I began speaking, coaching, and blogging, all as "that guy" who finishes Death Races (reinforced with my 5th place Winter Death Race result in early 2012). Then, in June 2012, with a film crew in tow (shooting a documentary feature for national broadcast on Global TV's 16x9), I dropped out of the race after 35 hours. In hindsight, I was not particularly injured (though my banged up feet were my "reason", they had been much worse a year prior) - I was just "done". At the time I was really very embarrassed. I felt like I had let many people down.

    LESSON: It's not all about succeeding - it is about who you are being, win or lose. Ultimately I received every bit as much support and encouragement from friends and peers after my DNF as my finish. Because I did not make any excuses, or look for anyone to blame, people had nothing but praise for my effort. I simply acknowledged that I was not as tough as that year's race and gave enormous respect to those who carried on to finish (in upwards of 70 hours!). And seeing them finish, I was reminded of what is possible. With this, I returned to more serious training and came back to Vermont 3 months later to outright WIN the first ever Team Death Race with my good friends Don Devaney, Ray Morvan and Dave French. Hopefully we were as humble and gracious then too!
I think the biggest thing I have going for me in my relationship with my kids is that I don't pretend to be perfect. I actually understand that their opinions and perspectives about their lives are usually even more valid than mine. A while back I wrote that "My Kids Are People Not Projects", and I mean it. I will help them any way that I can, including by knowing when to back off and let them learn for themselves.

And by FAILING - repeatedly, joyfully, humbly and graciously - I am demonstrating that they can approach life fearlessly and, thus, enjoy uncommon success.

“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: 
it is the courage to continue that counts.” 

Winston Churchill

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Tonight's 75 minute speech compressed to 75 seconds.

"YES is almost always better than NO.

No can only get you no-thing. Yes can get you anything. Even if it does not get you what you thought you wanted, it will get you something. And that will lead to more. The awesome stuff may be hidden around a few bends, but Yes keeps you in the flow of possibility.

It may end up that yes leads you to something hard. I hope it does! Hard is not bad. We've been fooled into thinking that easy is good, and are becoming weak, lazy and bored. There is a reason we love Rocky. Respect comes with working for something. They do not build statues for lottery winners.

Besides, what do "good" and "bad" even mean?? The fact is that WE get to DECIDE! In truth, we are making ALL of this up as we go. All of it. Always. So think up a story that interests - no, that FASCINATES - you.

And don't shy away from adventure - no matter what form it shows up in. It's not all about climbing mountains. A cancer diagnosis is still an adventure, and you choose how you are going to respond. Whatever is, IS. And it's 100% up to you what you do with it. There is opportunity in anything to inspire others and make the world a better place.

So where to begin? Somewhere. Anywhere! Start exactly where you are, and begin by finding something for which to be grateful. That will be the spark that lights a fire. Then, the fuel for that fire is whatever excites you. Not just what you are good at, but what stirs your soul. Whatever that awesomeness is, commit to generating more of it in the world.

Then do something. Anything! Show up for your life with energy and commitment, and invite others to join you on this path. You do not need to convince anyone of anything. Just share your light and you will soon be doing incredible things with amazing people.

You are in the perfect place to start your life adventure, and now is the perfect time. It germinates with YES, is fertilized by gratitude, sprouts with joyful work and blossoms in love."

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

A Midnight Rainbow That Fell From The Sky

In the summer of 2009 I was living in my truck.

A year earlier I had been a successful businessman with a big estate home and a picture-perfect family. Then it all unraveled.

As I was losing everything, I took what little was salvageable, selling off everything that I could, and set up my soon-to-be-separated-wife and our two young children with a furnished country home and a reliable Volvo station wagon. Then, I gave away everything but the absolute essentials and blew up a mattress for the covered back of my rusty old Ford Ranger (that was replacing my recently repossessed, leather-seated, German sedan).

With my business shuttered (ironic, perhaps, having only months before received my second consecutive nomination as business leader of the year), I found a job bartending and dropped off my tips every few days in Karen's mailbox. I was doing what I could, but felt terrible as she deserved so much more.

One evening, I finished my shift just before midnight and walked out of the air conditioned pub into a sweltering heatwave. I was grimy and sweaty and wanted a shower so badly. The YMCA was long closed and it was too late to drop in on anyone. Feeling a bit sorry for myself, I decided to drive to the lake and have a cooling dip before finding a backroad on which to park and sleep.

All alone, I waded into the shallow water, stopping a few hundred feet out from the sandy beach to lay back with only my eyes and nose above the surface. Unable to hear anything but my heartbeat, I gazed up at the shimmering stars and let my thoughts wander.

At first, I found myself focusing on all that I was missing. A soft bed. The incredible amounts of "stuff" I had worked so hard to accumulate over the years. The prestige and respect that came with being a community leader.

This list of woes continued to grow, but, before my mood could go into complete freefall, I caught myself and very consciously decided that I needed to take inventory of what I still had in the "plus" column.

Well, I was healthy. I still possessed every talent and skill with which I had earned my way to "the top" in the first place. I had magnificent children, and a loving, respectful friendship with their mother. I had a handful of close friends and family. In short, I realized that I had everything that mattered.

At that very instant, there was a colourful explosion directly above me. It was so spectacular that I recognized it right away as fireworks. But fireworks as seen from the inside of a 360 degree mirrored bubble, as my eyes were perfectly positioned to take in the reflection simultaneously.




I would later discover that a family had brought their leftover Canada Day pyrotechnics to the beach for a midsummer treat, but for now I didn't worry about where this show came from. Instead, I remained acutely aware of what a unique and magical opportunity I was experiencing, as burst after cascading burst enveloped me in a kaleidoscope of colour.

By being absolutely present, the few minutes felt like a lifetime - a lifetime during which I renewed my gratitude for everything I'd ever had and would ever have again. And for this miraculous moment that could never have happened had my life not unfolded exactly as it did.

Once the last rocket had burst in the midnight sky, I stood up in the waist deep water and walked in to shore. The family, gathering their blankets to head home, was startled to see me, as they had no idea I had been directly beneath the falling embers. As they started to apologize, I cut them off with a heartfelt "thank you" and explained how it had been an incomparably beautiful show, the likes of which would almost certainly never be repeated.

Today, several years later, my life is completely different again, filled with opportunity and travel and adventure and love. I am closer than ever with my children, and still best of friends with my erst-while wife (who has built a magnificent world of her own with a beautiful log home, a dream job, a small business, and a fantastic boyfriend).

With a blossoming (and perfectly portable) new career, I have replaced very little of my material possessions, choosing instead to travel light and remain ever available for whatever serendipitous satisfactions life brings my way. 

Because there is always a miracle hovering, whatever the circumstances. Sometimes you just have to get out of your own way to see it.



Wednesday, May 15, 2013

How do I want to spend my last 45 seconds?

I received a Facebook message a few minutes ago, thanking me for some advice I had shared a couple of months back. It closed with the question...
  • By the way, I remember you once posted that you never have a bad day. You might have a bad moment but you never let it ruin your day or even your hour. What is your secret?!
My reply was simply,

  • Johnny Waite

    You are most welcome brother.
    My "secret" is pretty simple. I try to take nothing for granted. If I can be grateful for every little thing, then when the occasional "bad" thing happens I am well aware that it is the exception. And when I have a bad minute, it is a bad minute and I let it go. Not very many actual events last all day, so THEY are not what makes our day bad - WE do, by rehashing them again and again. Car accident - split second. If you are alive, then you can start being grateful. Bad news in the mail - momentary. Etc. Even if something does actually ruin a day or a week or a month, it is still entirely our choice as to when we are going to shift our focus to all of the things we can still choose to be happy about. Even "the big stuff" is not exempt. Cancer - 90% of your time is NOT consumed by chemo and radiation, etc. So enjoy it. And it is likely even more valuable as you suddenly do not have "infinite" time left (you never did, but fooled yourself). I have said to my kids that if I am ever going down during one of my many flights they should know that I had a huge smile on my face because "why the fuck would I choose to spend my last 45 seconds sad and scared when I know full well they are probably my last 45 seconds??!!"
    Hmmm, that may just be a cut and paste blog post 

I do realize that I am fortunate to operate this way, and I have come to see where this sort of advice can actually come off as very glib. But all I can do is share my experience and what works for me. If you are not in a place where you feel it is applicable, then I still send you love and good energy in dealing with whatever is on your plate. And if someday it resonates better, then I hope it is still wedged in the back of your mind somewhere.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Why not just forget that you can't?

(This is a note to myself that I just found. I wrote it on a plane from Denver to Durango last October, en route to run across the Grand Canyon and back - an incredible experience about which I still have not really written. Anyway, here is what I had jotted down to share - better late than never...)


I was reflecting today on some of the things that I "knew" a few years ago that I wasn't "good at".

I knew I was not a runner.
I knew I was not a photographer.
I knew I was not a blogger.

I guess that how I "knew" these things is that I didn't do them, and that was proof enough for me that I "couldn't".

Fortunately, somewhere along the way I forgot that, and started to run anyway, and post pictures to Instagram anyway and write a blog anyway.

And it turns out I CAN run, not particularly fast but really, really far.

And I love so many of the pictures I snap. Not with any fancy equipment, but often I see something that grabs my eye and pull out my phone to capture it.

And my blog posts have been read 42,000 times and counting (and I really enjoy writing them).

So, apparently, the only thing stopping me from doing all of these things was my belief that I could not do them, which came solely from my not having done them.

Do you see that same insane loop anywhere in your life?

Is there something you wish you could do but "know" you can't?

Maybe you even tried ONCE and weren't "good" at it. Surprise, surprise!

Maybe (actually, definitely!) the secret is to do it anyway.

Don't take it all so seriously.

Have fun being "bad" at it and keep on keepin' on.

Do it for the sheer love of doing it, and you will find that, inevitably, you will start getting better at it too.

Hopefully, you STILL won't take it all too seriously, because I believe THAT is where the real magic lies - in becoming good at something that you would do even if you were bad at it :)

What are the things I still "know" I am bad at?
Playing musical instruments.
Maintaining a website.
Managing my money wisely.

Maybe it is time I give up those "beliefs", and simply start doing them as well.

This is just me rambling as I fly from Dallas to Durango (well, the pilot is flying - I am just passenging).

Hopefully, if you've bothered to read this far (and I forgive you if you haven't, though, of course, you won't know that - haha), you will have looked at places in your life where you can let go of some "can'ts" and get doing it anyway.

<3


*** Just for fun, here is a great 4 minute video that a friend put together for me, without even being asked, from pics and clips I had posted on Facebook.



Thanks again Mark Beers! (His email is included at the end of the video, if you'd like him to create something for you.)