So you want to change the world, huh? Well, that’s great.
What’s your plan? How are you going to do it?
Do you even have a plan, or are you just saying it because it feels good and it’s what social media and society encourages you to do.
Why do you care so much?
When it comes to running your life, your business, why do you get so many opinions? (Hey, guilty as charged!!)
Are you preventing yourself from stepping into the person you know you’re supposed to be because you’re afraid what others might say? What others might think? Or, the fact that someone might not like what you’re doing?!?
2 wheels. Blue sky. Fresh air.
There are few hobbies as “relaxing” as cycling. It’s a blessing to live in Colorado and ride in some of the most beautiful terrain in the country. Riding in the foothills of the Rockies is a spiritual journey that teaches you one life lesson after another.
Today’s lesson? Ride into the wind first!
I used to suck at networking. I avoided it. When I had to do it, let’s just say my effort was mediocre, at best.
I would go to networking events, grab a few cards, fail to follow up with anyone, and then gripe that networking doesn’t work.
As a Packer fan, I can remember the game like it was yesterday.
January 24, 2015. Packers and Seahawks. NFC Championship. A spot in the Super Bowl on the line.
For most of the game, the Packers took it right to the Seahawks. They attacked…and attacked…and attacked. With about four minutes to go in the game, the Packers were ahead 19-7 and a trip to the Super Bowl for the green and gold looked like a foregone conclusion.
But…then something happened.
No matter what industry you’re in today, there’s “noise”. Social media has created a crowded market where everyone is fighting for attention. The result?
Everyone sounds the same. Everyone is saying the same things.
Look no further than the health insurance industry. which is where I’ve spent the majority of my career. EVERYONE is sharing the same story!
Imagine having a job where EVERYBODY is being compared EVERY DAY. That was my life in professional baseball. Everyone on the field was looked at under a microscope. Every. Single. Game.
Teammates competed with each other for the next promotion. Coaches were focused on taking the next steps towards a major league dugout. Umpires were looking for the “big break” that would land them behind home plate in a big league stadium. Every day, your worth was determined by a set of statistics that would ultimately determine your fate. Every game could possibly be your last.