The only real failure in life is not to be true to the best one knows.
It’s funny how fear can paralyze you. I’m talking about the fear of rejection. The fear of putting yourself out there. Either I shut down or talk about inane things, just so I don’t have to say what I really want to say. But…there are times when it propels me into a juggernaut! In other words, fear either totally immobilizes me or makes me act stupid! For example, I was asked to present on a subject very near and dear to me to some of my company’s managers during a conference call. As I had plenty of time beforehand, I prepared my speech. Piece of cake! Beautiful? Not!!! Epic fail! My hands got sweaty, my mouth dry and I could barely even read it. And I am quite sure that the speed reading monotone I used could earn me the Oscar this year! Then comes team games and sports. Even when I’m pretty sure I know the answer, I am so afraid of being wrong or letting the team down that I don’t assert myself. Big mistake! Then there are the personal things like friends, kids, family members, co-workers, etc…I will watch them walk away and I can’t move or say a word. When they are gone I will fall apart because: A) I hurt them B) They hurt me C) A miscommunication happened and it grew bigger instead of being cleared up D) I either communicated ridiculously or failed to communicate at all, thereby conveying the message that I didn’t care when in fact, the complete opposite was true. I cared too much….
So where does this leave me on the brink of my reinvention? A new commitment, to acknowledge that it is not always easy for me, to share that information with the party that my attempt at typical communication may in actuality look like sabotage. To stop, think and breathe and say what I think, despite the outcome!
Let us never negotiate out of fear. But let us never fear to negotiate.
~ John F. Kennedy
“People fail to get along because they fear each other; they fear each other because they don’t know each other; they don’t know each other because they have not communicated with each other.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.
Just do it!
How to make a home gym work for you. I am not here to tell you what you, personally need to fill your home gym with as everyone has different needs. I am here to talk about why some of us need one. I, for one, am a homebody. I go out because I both want and need to but….I love to be home. That being said, I need to be able to accomplish there, some of the things that I would normally do outside. I don’t have a big place or a lot of room so my “gym” is in my living room. My first purchase was a weight bar. Next weights, some for the bar, some to carry and some for my ankles and wrists. I have since added a few more things: exercise bands, a nice foam mat, an exercise ball and last but most definitely not least, my countour abs belt! Yes, I did it. I bought one. And I love it! It is in no way replacing my workout routine. I still do all the same exercises but now I do them with hundreds of electrical stimulants working my abs. And….it’s working! I’m patiently awaiting the larger conductors for the rest of my muscle groups!
Lack of activity destroys the good condition of every human being,
while movement and methodical physical exercise save it and preserve it.
There’s no easy way out.
If there were, I would have bought it.
And believe me, it would be one of my favorite things!
This evening I attended my first meet up for PIF People. What is PIF? Pay it forward! This group was started by a friend of mine 2 years ago and has been in the making since. The main premise is that it’s members will be watching for ways to perform random acts of kindness as well as ways to pay it forward. This evening we received our PIF cards and we will be tracking all the cards to see where they end up and how many times each one is “forwarded”
“You cannot do a kindness too soon, for you never know how soon it will be too late.”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
I remember my very first example of PIF, before it had a name. Before kids in school were given the assignment to perform random acts of kindness, before there was a movie. My father had done something for me. I don’t remember what it was. I don’t remember if I was already a parent or still a kid. I just remember that I was so grateful and I knew it would be hard to repay him. He told me that the only repayment he expected was for me to do the same for my children. My first lesson in paying it forward. One I’ve never forgotten.
Wherever a man turns he can find someone who needs him. ~Albert Schweitzer
Last week, a man approached me and offered to wash my desperately dirty car for $10. My inclination was to say no. I felt a little bit intruded upon. He said ok how about $5? I was meeting friends and already a little late. Again, I shook my head no (a little less emphatically this time) He said to me “Please, lady, whatever you want to give me. I have no gas to get home.” He washed my car. It was cleaner than it had been in weeks. I gave him $10. He had enough money to go home. I went to meet my friends, a little late and a little lighter in my pocket but a whole lot lighter in my heart.
To learn more about our PIF People click HERE
For a touching example of PIF, please watch this….