Floating

 

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One of the things I love most about vacation is the opportunity to be outside. My favorite outside involves a beach. I’ve found the ocean soothes the soul and inspires like nothing else.

But I also love the mountains. And lakes. And the woods.

It’s so good to take a moment to slow down. Step outside. Free your mind. 

I almost typed no phones, no Wi Fi. But I do love my phone for taking pictures. It’s a handy little thing. However, I have an explicit agreement with myself to not look at anything else on it. Instead, be present. Enjoy the moment.

Today was a great day outside. I started the day outside with coffee on my favorite porch swing at our vacation house. Then I went for a good run on the Sunriver trails. They are plentiful, easy to navigate (even for me!), and take you to beautiful views. Today I chose a river view. Other days I’ve stayed in the woods. Either way, it’s peaceful and exhilarating. Even with a bit of altitude weighing on your lungs.

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This afternoon my sister-in-law and I took four of our kids on a rafting adventure on the Deschutes river. Truth be told, it was more of a slow float. With rafts tied together and plenty of beverages and snacks. There were lots of laughs, some terrible singing, and about half of the rafts ended up in far worse shape than they started in. But it was a beautiful day outside. Floating under a blue sky.

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I always make an intentional effort to soak it up. Looking up. Enjoying.

Today I didn’t really understand anything better, per the Einstein quote above. Although I have found nature brings understanding many, many times in my life.

But today I also didn’t think about much. Instead, I just enjoyed.

Life is really good floating on a river, under a brilliant blue sky, with people you love. 

Checked Out

I am so checked out. And it is amazing.

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At times in my life I haven’t been great at vacation. You know, the whole unplugging from work and life part.

I worked in public relations for many, many years and often whatever project I was working on seemed so important, it was impossible to unplug. I’ve always been very efficient and I could crank out an hour of email, do a strategic conference call, even press interviews and barely miss a beat. Working when the kids were younger and napping, getting up early, or squeezing a few quick emails on my phone were all often part of my vacation game. I would actually take pride in my dedication, commitment to my team and executives, and ability to juggle, juggle.

But I was so silly. Now, I know my team was capable of doing great work without me for a week. I set a terrible example of work/life balance. And at the end of the day, none of the very important projects mean as much to me as a lifetime of great memories. Luckily, I was enough in balance to really enjoy my time regardless. But I wish I would have eased up. Realized top executives check out and vacation. And research shows that everyone on earth returns from vacation more energized, more focused, and more ready to contribute.

And then the life stuff. So much time during the day to schedule doctor appointments, plan birthday parties, or other important tasks that hadn’t quite gotten done. Such a feeling of accomplishment to check things off the to-do list! Stolen moments that could be so productive!

But those days are over.

I now appreciate a good ole’ vacation. A real vacation. A vacation without email, without checking in, without even thinking about life stuff.

This vacation – I’m kind of nailing it! 

No work email (even though there is plenty). No life stuff (even though there is plenty). No home remodel stuff (although we are in the home stretch and each week is precious). No deep thinking.

Just fun. Family time. Sun time. Bliss.

Right now my oldest daughter and I are lounging on couches in our vacation home rocking out to music. Chatting between sentences as I type. I’m really not focusing on this blog very much at all.

And it’s kind of awesome. Even though I love it.

Even my vacation books were chosen for pure check out time. Nothing thoughtful. Nothing self advancing. Just good books to get lost in. I typically bring 3-4 books for a week vacation and this time is no different. But they are all fiction. Chosen because they caught my eye or because they’re by a favorite author. Right now, I can’t wait to wrap up this blog and read the last 30 pages of the thriller I’m hooked into.

So, farewell blog, for the evening. I’m going to take my book, a nice glass of rose’, and plant myself on the porch swing overlooking the golf course. Enjoying the tunes from my DJ daughter.

Life is good. And once in awhile, checking out is a very good thing. 

Cycle Saloon

Well….that whole daily blog thing didn’t last very long. I blame the cycle.

The cycle saloon that is. Yesterday afternoon about 14 of us cousins, siblings, and in-law’s joined a cycle saloon tour in Bend, Oregon. It was such a fun afternoon.

If you’ve never seen a cycle saloon, it is essentially a traveling bar. You bike to different breweries and can drink along the way. It is ridiculous and silly and a really great time.

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Yesterday it was nearly 100 degrees in Bend and you actually have to pedal to keep the bike bar moving. Each brewery stop was refreshing for the beverages and the air conditioning.

We returned sweaty and happy – a fantastic bonding experience amongst family.

But not the best condition for blogging. Later, I was committed to multiple rounds of bocce (knocked out in the semi-finals! sigh).

And then I was simply wiped. Not a bit of inspiration to be found. But really happy from a fun day.

I laid in bed and thought about writing a blog to hit my daily goal. And then realized I didn’t really want the pressure of a daily goal after all. I’d rather enjoy my cycle saloon fully. And wrap my day fully present with a nice glass of wine and good conversation. Without the pressure of writing something interesting.

So a new and revised goal – I’m going to write frequently. Daily where possible. But not at the expense of living life. Because the ultimate goal is enjoying life. Cycle saloon and all!

Traditions

 

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Today was a special day of traditions. We’re at my husband’s family reunion in Sunriver, Oregon. It’s a really special tradition – every other year his extended family gets together for a week of fun. And I mean really extended – about 60 of them – all together in several houses.

It’s my 13th reunion, which is crazy. Since day one, so many extended family members welcomed me with open arms. Since then, we’ve lost some beloved family members and gained many new ones via marriages and children. The tradition of the reunion remains a constant source of connection and family as time unfolds.

Everyone largely does what they want during the day and then everyone gets together for dinner each night. A different group is responsible for dinner each night, so you typically only have dinner duty once during the week. Dinner is the time of day where kids run around like crazy on the golf course. You have long conversations with people you only see every few years. And there are lots of laughs to be had.

This year, I’m especially grateful for the traditions. Today, we started the day with the golf tournament – 9 holes (par 3 each) and everyone plays in groups of four or five. Even the little ones. Even those that don’t golf. Typically it takes at least a few hole-in-one’s to win. Today was no different.

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Tonight, the bocce tournament kicked off, which pits groups of two players against other teams. My partner is typically my brother-in-law and we successfully beat my niece and nephew (sorry R and G!). Last reunion we made it to the semi-finals…this year we’re gunning for the win.

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In between golf and bocce, groups went mountain biking, played at various pools, went shopping, golfed, rode bikes on the extensive paths through-out Sunriver, and simply relaxed. There is no agenda except pure fun.

It’s not all perfect, of course. Any big groups will have their moments – although, really, very few. This year we mis-judged the bedroom count so my husband and I are sleeping on a mattress in the upstairs landing with the bunk room (i.e. very loud room with 5 teenage cousins crammed into it) right beside us. But it’s all good. Because memories will be made.

I love that my kids have a large – very large – ring of extended cousins that are family. Some they only see at the reunion, but they will have a special bond for life. This year there are 14 young cousins – ranging in age from 1 to 16. The big ones play with the little ones and they all make memories together. Tonight on the golf course, while bocce games reigned, there were frisbee games, a large circle of duck-duck-goose, and football passing. It’s pure kid time, pure bliss.

Later, the big kids ride their bikes to the village for milkshakes. I’m awaiting my sister-in-law and several cousins for our traditional watching of the Bachelor. Even those that don’t watch it typically, all pile up in a living room and grade the various male bachelors. Girl time at its finest!

These traditions create memories. And the memories create meaning. I have no doubt they will be some of the most precious memories my kids have. Along with their trips to Missouri to see my family and our various meet-ups in Texas and California.

There’s something special about spending many days together. Enjoying each other. Across generations. I’m grateful for the time, the relaxation, the memories and yes, the traditions that create lifelong connections.

The Year of Yes

 

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One of my new year’s resolutions is to write more frequently. But, it’s not new year’s, you say? Not for most of you. But it is for me.

For me, my birthday always serves as a bit of a new year. Which is actually quite handy because it falls roughly in the middle of the year. So it’s a good gut-check part way through the calendar year.

Today I’m thinking a lot about the power of yes. Last week I read Year of Yes by Shonda Rhimes (creator of Grey’s Anatomy, How to Get Away with Murder, etc). It blew my mind. I’m a bit behind on this bandwagon but this book caught my eye at the airport and wow, just wow.

The book focuses on her commitment to say yes to everything scary for an entire year.

“Yes to everything that takes me out of my comfort zone. Yes to everything that feels like it might be crazy. Yes to everything that feels out of character. Yes to everything that feels goofy. Yes to everything. Everything. Say yes. Yes.” 

She was inspired after her sister said offhandedly, “You never say yes to anything.” And she realized, her sister was right. It hit her over the head when she realized she would have said no to a special dinner at the White House with the Obamas because of her shyness. So she plotted out her year of yes and changed her life.

She shares parallels through-out the book about how the character Christina Yang (which she created) in Grey’s Anatomy is her hero and how, “She has learned to not let go of the pieces of herself that she needs in order to be what someone else wants. She’s learned not to compromise. She’s learned not to settle. She’s learned, as difficult as it is, how to be her own sun.”

Powerful. Shouldn’t we all take the steps we need to take to be our own sun? 

One of my favorite parts of the book is her first major speech in her year of yes, a commencement address for her alma mater, Dartmouth College. It is called “Dreams are for Losers.” Just a glimpse of how she lands powerful messages through-out wrapped in humor.

Shonda says, “I think a lot of people dream. And while they are busy dreaming, the really happy people, the successful people, the really interesting, powerful, engaged people? Are busy doing. The dreamers. They stare at the sky and they make plans and they hope and they think and they talk about it endlessly.

She guards against “blue-skying your life” and suggests you “ditch the dream. Be a doer, not a dreamer…..you just have to keep moving forward. You just have to keep doing something, seizing the next opportunity, staying open to trying something new. It doesn’t have to fit your vision of the perfect job or the perfect life. Perfect is boring and dreams are not real. Just….DO.” 

So if last year was a year of discovery for me, this year is a year of doing. In the same book she also advises that if you want to be a writer, quit talking about it…and write. Every day. Even if it is bad. Or you think you have nothing to say. Commit to your craft and do.

So welcome to day one of my daily blogs of year #44. I can promise you many won’t be very good. Some may be hopelessly boring. But I’m going to do. Set the dreaming aside and get some s#$t done.

44 is a good year for that.

Lessons from #43

It’s my last night of #43 and I must say, it has been a very good year. A year of love and a year of growth, which is a fabulous way to spend a year. I made some incredible memories. Had a lot of fun. Learned a lot about myself.

It wasn’t my most successful year professionally. It was largely spent in a small rental house while we remodel. But when I look back, I believe I made the most of #43, which is what I expect of myself.

A list of lessons is somewhat trite, but on my mind tonight. It’s nice to capstone the year and then….look forward. With excitement. With passion. With energy. For making the absolute most of #44. I will say I keep thinking I’m on the verge of a breakthrough – which is incredibly exciting.

But first….a summary of #43.

1. Family is my everything. Nothing brings me more joy than my kids. I love them so much my heart could break. I don’t write much about my family because this is my blog, not theirs, and they are old enough to have opinions on such things. But rest assured, this year I treasured every moment with my kids. As they get older, you really do realize how time is fleeting and every moment with them is a gift. I also had three super special moments with my original family. We all spent a week together in San Diego over the holidays, my mom and sister’s joined me for a long week-end in Charleston, and we just spent a week together in my hometown. Special memories from each trip. I’m the family planner and it brings me great joy to see everyone come together and have a great time. My recent trip home was planned around a surprise birthday celebration for my parent’s 50th wedding anniversary and the time I spent planning it was so worthwhile. Such fun to see people you love surprised, surrounded by their best friends and family, and celebrated for a wonderful life.

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2. Vacation is good for the soul. I was fortunate to enjoy lots of vacation this year. Starting off with three weeks in California last August (where I was inspired to start this blog), to a trip to Arizona with neighborhood friends, to a reunion trip to my college town, to the family trip over the holidays, to Hawaii with my husband, to Palm Desert for spring break with my family. This summer we’re staying closer to home and this week we’re enjoying a week in Sunriver, Oregon. With each vacation, I spend time reflecting and recharging. Reading books that are good for the soul. Or that you can simply get lost in. Ideally sitting in the sun. Eating great meals and drinking fun drinks. Going for a run in a beautiful location. I’m embracing the energy that comes from vacation – I return to real life happier and more energetic. Vacations can also be simple – a simple walk in the woods, a run around a lake, a quick trip to a local island, or appreciating the beauty that surrounds us each day. As much as I love a real vacation, I am also trying to carry the spirit of vacation forward into every day life.

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3. Creative energy is awesome energy. My creative side has been in overdrive this year with side hustles galore. I have loved this little blog and always wish I carved out more time to write. Quietly. Peacefully. With uninterrupted focus. This is hard! Our rental house is small, my family is busy, and with a full-time career, writing windows are hard to come by. But I have tried. And I will keep trying. Because I am reminded how much I love to write. My house remodel has also been an unexpected source of creative energy. I dove head-first in to the planning and as we near the finish line, I can’t wait to see the completed project. I didn’t hire a designer, so all of the finishes and design of the house have been mine. This required a ton of research, Pinteresting, blog reading, shopping and spreadsheet creation. But it has been so fun to tap into my creative side and create my dream house. A designer likely would have done it differently. And likely better. But I love the challenge of creating my dream house. The perfect house for my family. I found a real love for this type of creativity and while my dream house will be complete, there will still be many small projects I can’t wait to dive into.

4. It’s good to put yourself first. This one took perhaps 40+ years to realize. A pleaser at heart, I’ve realized the importance this year of keeping yourself at the forefront. Not in a spectacularly selfish way, but in an I matter in this universe way. Even if I’m a mom. And a wife. And a friend. And a devoted employee. Because each of us on earth have the opportunity to create the life we want. And the responsibility to shepherd it, cultivate it, protect it and make it meaningfully special. Carving out time for yourself and what makes you happy is so important. I’ve found I’m a better me when I do this. And I’ve worked this year to respect my spot on the calendar. Prioritize things that bring me joy. It’s OK – and in fact, important – to say “yes” to what you want in life. And if you aren’t sure – you seek it, pursue it, and keep striving until you are.

5. Friends make me happy. So much fun with friends this year and yet still not enough. It’s been a challenging year in that our rental house is really too small for entertaining. I love to entertain and can’t wait to get back more space to invite my favorite people over. I designed our front porch, open floor plan, and outdoor living area with entertaining in mind and can’t wait to throw open the doors to our friends and neighbors. But I’ve enjoyed some really special moments this year. Morning runs with my girlfriend. A girls week-end with my book club on Whidbey Island. Reuniting with girlfriends in California, Arkansas, and Missouri. Another girls week-end with my mom friends to celebrate the end of school. If anything, the more time I spend with girlfriends, the more time I crave. So good for the soul. I love talking for hours. Laughing over everything and nothing. I have a real-life sleep-over in a few weeks with some old colleagues, who became dear friends, and I cannot wait.

6. Setting specific goals and working toward them is meaningful. This one came to me via running. I set a goal to run a marathon at the start of 2018 and I’m on my way. I ran my first half marathon in years in March and my next long run is 14 miles. Right on path for the New York City Marathon in November. I’ve always wanted this to be my first marathon. And it’s going to be. Whether setting an athletic goal and working back, or choosing ten books to read in a summer, setting a goal is a great way to ensure you make forward progress. I have several goals for the year ahead. I’ve found they need to be specific. Require planning. And accrue to something that is meaningful to be worthwhile. But a few stretch goals at a time is a great way to live. It pushes you to do new things. Take a few risks. And see what you can do in life.

7. There is so much to learn. I am having such a good time with my personal renaissance. It started last year when my boss encouraged me to embrace learning as part of my job. I found the more I read, the more I learned. The more inspiration I found. The more my creativity was recharged. The more I realized how much more there was to learn in life. This year I read a lot. A lot. I largely stopped watching TV, except for a few favorite shows. I spent way less time on my phone and social media. Instead, I read. And read some more. I should do a round up of my favorite books of the year because some of them I found to be life-changing. For real. I’ve been reading so much I’m actually behind in writing blogs inspired by my reading. But I will catch up. There is so much goodness to share.

8. I am freaking strong. This one I hesitate to share, but in the spirit of comprehensiveness, this year I was reminded that I am one tough cookie. I had a very bad day this year. Like, a really, really bad day. The kind of day that brought me to my knees with pure sadness, followed by terror and stress. It started with an unexpectedly terrifying and shocking diagnosis for my daughter, which I have yet to write about. Someday, perhaps. That moment required waiting several more months for test results – months that could have been debilitating with worry. On that same day, just a few hours later, I received the call that ultimately led to a false breast cancer scare. But the initial call was terrifying. And made me seriously question my own mortality for the first time in my life. Then, unbeknownst to the first two items, my beloved nanny of the last six years gave notice to quit her job. Now, any working parent that relies on a nanny knows they make the world go round. It was three strikes. Such a bad day. I know there can be worst days. But in my life, this was one of the worst. But I also was reminded that I am strong. And I have really great people that I can rely on when the chips are super down. And ultimately, it all worked out just fine – across all three items. It did take months for a few of them to play out though. So I will remember #43 for strength I found.

Looking forward, I am so excited for #44! Four has been my lucky number since middle school and this year I get to be double digit 4’s!! I am going to set some specific goals. Live this year with intention. Work toward the right purpose for my time on this earth. And make sure I have the right balance of family, friends and fun. There are so many more incredible moments to be had and memories to be made. I’m ready.

The One Thing

“Don’t fear big. Fear mediocrity. Fear waste. Fear the lack of living to your fullest. Only living big will let you experience your true life and work potential. Thing big, aim high, act bold.”

Recently I had the opportunity to hear one of my favorite authors, Jay Papasan, speak. I first heard of Jay about a year ago, when I chose the book he co-authored, “The One Thing: The Surprisingly Simple Truth Behind Amazing Results”, as part of my self-created summer of learning series. Out of the ten professional books I read last summer, it was my favorite. It was brilliant in its simplicity and prescriptive in recommended action. This is a long blog, but so much wisdom in this book.

One of the best parts of my job is having the opportunity to meet people I admire. I was able to introduce Jay to a group of women that are part of a book club I started at work, and since then, my team has brought him back to speak to our leadership team and our broader team. Each time, I leave inspired and energized.

The subtitle of the book is “The surprisingly simple truth behind extraordinary results.” And the premise of the book is so simple: There is ONE thing that sits at the heart of success and is the starting point for achieving extraordinary results. Finding the ONE thing, and focusing on it, is the key to success and can be found by asking a simple question: “What’s the ONE thing you can do this week such that by doing it everything else would be easier or unnecessary?” The question can be applied to all facets of life – personal growth, work, relationships, spiritual, financial and more.

Focus is the over-arching thematic of the book. Importantly, the key to success isn’t in all the things we do, but in the handful of things we do well. The book encourages you to do what matters most, every day. The first step is knowing – with crystal clear clarity – what matters most. And when you know what matters most, everything else makes sense, including how you spend your time. I love the push to live a life of no regrets, which requires knowing your purpose and prioritizing accordingly.

I found this particularly compelling because it is so easy to pinball through the day. As the book describes, when everything feels urgent and important, everything seems equal. We become active and busy, but this doesn’t actually move us any closer to success. Activity is often unrelated to productivity, and “busyness rarely takes care of business”. I often fall guilty of “cognitive tunneling”, where you become overly focused on whatever is directly in front of your eyes or become preoccupied with immediate tasks like cleaning out your inbox. Checking items off your to-do list misleads you to a feeling of success and accomplishment, when you may not be moving the most important ball forward – at all.

I highlighted nearly this entire book (seriously) but here are some of my favorite guideposts:

Know Your Purpose

“Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.” George Bernard Shaw

The centerpiece of the book is focused on knowing your purpose. That is your One Thing. Because the most productive people start with purpose and use it like a compass to guide them in determining their priorities, which drive their actions. It sounds so simple. But how many of us don’t know our purpose? Or might know, but not for sure? Or do know, but are waiting for the right time or circumstances? This matters so much because as the book describes, “A life lived on purpose is the most powerful of all – and the happiest. Purpose is the straightest path to power & the ultimate source of personal strength. The prescription for extraordinary results is knowing what matters to you and taking daily doses of actions in alignment with it.”

It makes logical sense that we only have 24 hours in a day, and without a clear path toward purpose we can just get lost in the weeds. We all should know the answer to our Big Why. Which is simply “What’s the ONE thing I can do in my life that would mean the most to me and the world?”

What will get me up in the morning and keep me going? What gets me excited about life?

But its not enough to just know your purpose. And, candidly, I’m still working on this part. But once we know it, purpose has the power to shape our lives only in direct proportion to the power of priority we connect it to. So we must know our purpose. Set a future goal and methodically work back to what you can be doing right now to work toward it. As the book wisely suggests, “Connect today to all your tomorrows.” And then seek mastery, which requires a purposeful approach and a mindset of the forever apprentice. You author your own destiny and take ownership of your outcomes.

The Importance of Focus

“It’s not enough to be busy, so are the ants. The question is, what are we busy about?” Henry David Thoreau

Knowing your top priority (your ONE thing) – which is of course, connected to your purpose, and building your day, week, life around it is the key. The book recommends creating a success list, not a to-do list. The success list is purposefully created around extraordinary results that shoot you in a specific direction vs. a long list featuring the randomness of life.

Setting yourself up for success is critical – doing your most important work early in the day, creating bunkers of space to protect you from distractions, and holding yourself accountable are key. And we must say no – so hard! – to anything that pulls away our focus from our top priority. Time blocking is another tool that I’ve started doing. This is where you block calendar blocks to harness your energy and center it on your most important work or priority. As the book says, “The people who achieve extraordinary results don’t achieve them by working more hours. They achieve them by getting more done in the hours they work.”

It also works for personal goals. For years I’ve struggled to consistently prioritize work-outs. They would often get trumped for family or work commitments. But this fall, I’m running a marathon and needed to consistently follow a training plan to ensure I’m prepared and protect against injury. These tools have really worked. My One Thing this summer has been marathon training. It has worked for me because of its simplicity. It feels totally unnatural to put marathon training at the top of my priority list. But here’s what I figured out. I know I will take care of my family. I know I will not drop important balls at work. But I often will short-change myself. So my One Thing that takes priority each day – for now – is whatever needs to be done for marathon training – it could be a morning run, it could be leaving work a bit early for a PT appointment, but my One Thing is getting done. It has totally worked.

Don’t Fear Big. Fear Mediocrity. Fear Waste.

“Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.” TS Eliot

Success means so many different things to different people, but ultimately success means knowing at the depths of your soul, “This is where I’m meant to be right now, doing exactly what I’m doing.” And when we think about success, we must shoot for the moon. The moon is reachable if you prioritize everything and put all of your energy into accomplishing the most important thing. This idea hit me between the eyes – “Don’t fear big. Fear mediocrity. Fear waste. Fear the lack of living to your fullest. Only living big will let you experience your true life and work potential. Thing big, aim high, act bold.”

So, so powerful.

Am I taking enough risks to shoot for the moon? I love the reminder to not run from big, but run toward it. Because the biggest failure in life is not failure in the traditional sense, but settling. Settling for mediocrity. Wasting potential. Big is good. And we are all worthy of big.

Multitasking is Impossible

“To do two things at once is to do neither.” Publilius Syrus

This one I am so guilty of. At work, my days are often filled with meetings and my inbox overflows with emails. Texts come pouring in through-out the day and then at home, I want to be present and focused with those I love the most. Yet, life has to be planned and managed too. Somehow, to get it all done it is so easy to try to do multiple things at once. Send mail in meetings. Do conference calls while driving. Write while having a conversation. Check my phone while present with my family. Guilty, guilty, guilty. And as the book describes, when you try to do two things at once, you either can’t or won’t do either well.

I love this message “it’s not that we have too little time to do all the things we need to do, it’s that we feel the need to do too many things in the time we have.” Profound! At work this takes a toll. Workers (not just me!) change windows or check mail 37 times an hour. They are interrupted every 11 minutes and spend almost 1/3 of their day recovering from distractions, because the costs of task switching are real. It is hard to re-gain focus when interrupted. This is why most experts suggest doing your most important work first thing, ideally while your brain is fresh and before you have the opportunity to get interrupted. You can do two things at once, but you can’t focus EFFECTIVELY on two things at once.

And at home, it’s even more depressing. Don’t we want our kids to remember us as totally present? Focused. Attentive. I do. So less multi-tasking. More singular focusing.

Prioritize, Don’t Balance

“People do not decide their futures, they decide their habits and their habits decide their futures.” FM Alexander

I love the honesty of the book. It calls our lofty goals for balance a big fat lie. Because the problem with balance is that it requires you to “live in the middle.” When you live in the middle, nothing extraordinary happens – anywhere. If we try to attend to all things, everything gets shortchanged.

Instead, a successful life is often defined by living out your purpose, your meaning, and making a significant impact – either personally, professionally or both. Because “Magic never happens in the middle. Magic happens at the extremes.”

If we want to really see extraordinary, it will require an extraordinary commitment. This likely requires you to get out of balance. For me, at times the priority has been a special life moment – graduation, birthday, summer vacation memory. At other times, it’s been a major product launch or event that tipped the scales at work. I trust that I’m prioritizing and making the right trade-offs – but I agree balance is impossible and I’ll keep seeking the magical moments.

And when we prioritize, we are disciplined. Discipline helps us build habits that lead to extraordinary results. This takes patience and diligence (it takes an average of 66 days to acquire a new habit) and often habits are best built one at a time. But over time, they require less energy and effort to maintain. Which is a really good thing because we all have finite willpower. I love good brain trivia and a fascinating fact in the book notes that the brain makes up 1/50th of our body mass but consumes 1/5th of the calories we burn for energy. Willpower can be powerful, but you must choose to harness it when it matters most.

So much goodness in this book. And Jay is an incredible human being and inspirational author. Even writing this blog I’m energized with its brilliance and reminded of the important lessons within. Because time really is finite.

And in the wise words of Mark Twain, “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

Here’s to knowing your One Thing. Or dreaming it. Or discovering it. And then making it happen.

Home

I write this blog from the friendly skies*, on my flight home to Seattle from my original home in Missouri. I had a blissful seven days at home with my original family and it was even more special than usual.

My parents celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary on July 5th and my sisters and I threw them a surprise celebration Saturday night. 50 years together is certainly worthy of a fabulous celebration and I love to celebrate two of the people I love most in this world.

My two big kids came with me on this journey and they are troopers on this long journey home. Missouri doesn’t sound that far from Seattle, but my little hometown is literally in the middle of nowhere. Far from a major airport. West Plains is a four hour drive south of St. Louis, 4 hours north of Little Rock, and 4 hours west of Memphis. The good news is you can pick any airport to fly into. The unfortunate news is you have a long drive after the 4 hour flight. Adding in time at the airport and renting a car and you could get to London from Seattle more quickly.

But I love going home. Even after 20+ years, West Plains is still my original home. I love driving through the rolling Ozark hills, leaving the big cities behind. The world is quiet. The pace moves more slowly. The sounds of outside are amplified. The air feels electric, yet peaceful, all at the same time.

My parent’s built our home (my grandpa, a home-builder and skilled carpenter, literally built it) when I was 3. I cannot remember ever living anywhere else until I left for college. It was a completely wonderful place to grow up.

Home is where you are loved unconditionally. Where my parents and sisters know my full history. We share inside jokes that are decades old. Where big hugs await. And long, long conversations and memories are shared.

Home is lazy mornings on the back deck, overlooking the lake in my parent’s backyard. It is beautiful. And peaceful. We sit for hours drinking coffee and chatting about everything and nothing.

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Home is where the katydids and crickets sing loud songs at night. A virtual orchestra that instantly takes me back in time to nights driving on country roads, with the windows down, with my girlfriends – singing our hearts out.

Home is running on country roads around the lake, where my legs have logged hundreds and hundreds of miles over the years. I still know the right tangents to run – thoughtlessly – pure muscle memory. Every car or truck that drives by gives a friendly wave – not because they know me anymore, but because that is just what you do.

Home is cramming in my mom’s bathroom with my sister’s as we all try to get ready and primp in front of the same two mirrors – even though there are several other bathrooms in the house. It’s way more fun to get ready together. Always has been.

Home is beating my son and nephew at ping pong. Because I’m still not bad after all of these years. And I show no mercy. Ever.

Home is playing the piano where I first learned to play. The keys are familiar in weight and sound and I’m amazed at how the melodies come back so quickly regardless of lack of practice. Rusty, yes. But still beautiful.

Home is running barefoot in the grass in my old backyard. Where I used to catch crickets and chase my big sister with them maliciously.

Home is where my childhood bedroom still looks largely the same. The majority of the house has been remodeled over the years, but my attic bedroom looks like the room I grew up in. Same pictures, awards, and stuffed animals as when I left home. And treasures to be found in all of the drawers. On this trip, my daughter tried on my old running uniform from college and found several journals from my college years. Hand-written – front to back. Books of memories. I’m not quite ready to share them with her, but I look forward to reading them and immersing myself in my 18 and 19 year-old mind.

Home is where you meet your childhood best friend to catch up and three hours go by in the blink of an eye over Corona’s and margaritas. And endless chips, salsa and guacamole of course. My family met me for dinner at the same restaurant and I literally was there for five hours. But old friends can talk forever, as if a day hasn’t passed since we were passing notes in the hallways of our school. And talk forever we do.

Home is where you can still drive the streets of town with your eyes practically shut. The streets are familiar and the buildings are the same. Some things change, of course, but many things have stayed the same.

Home is driving through the really country towns that your grandparents lived in on your way to a bigger lake in northern Arkansas. These country roads were driven every Sunday for lunch at one house and dinner at the other. I have such special memories of my grandparent’s and it is so strange and surprising still that they are no longer there to visit.

Home is seeing my parent’s friends at their party and knowing they saw me grow up. Many have known me my entire life. I babysat for others. They all know me so very well from the stories my parent’s still tell. They would do anything for me. Even though I haven’t spoken to some of them in decades.

Home is watching the sun set over the water and seeing brilliant pinks and purples illuminated on the water. The air is still. The sun is hot as it sets. And its absolutely beautiful.

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Home is a magical place. And I’m so lucky to have such a good one. With a family I can’t wait to see. And miss terribly when I leave.

But I know I will return. And it will feel like home. And it will be amazing.

*of course Go Go didn’t work, so posting the next day….

Special

“Show America what it means to shower respect on your fellow human beings. Show the world what it means to choose to include. Show others, where they see tension and fear, show them togetherness.”

Today was ever so special. I spent the afternoon at the opening ceremonies of the Special Olympics USA games and it was simply incredible.

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I’ve always wondered about the word “special”. It harkens memories of the old Saturday Night Live skit where Dana Carvey dressed up like the Church Lady and said with a sneer…”well, isn’t that special?!” Because of this, the phrase “special needs” always felt a little suspect to me, even before I had one of these very special children of my own.

Since I had my own “special” child 10 years ago, I’ve thought a lot more about the term. Of course, my other two typically developing kids are equally special. And truthfully, most people (and families) with special needs would really rather have just average, everyday needs – an easier road in life. Special, in this sense, means hard work. Often health challenges. Heartless interactions. And a fortitude of strength required. It also can mean true love. An uncomplicated joy. And endless grit and determination. I’ve seen it all and most days, I focus on the joy.

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I actually was a little apprehensive about going to the opening ceremonies. Sometimes moments like these fill me with sadness as I deeply empathize with the stories behind the athletes and their families. My heart aches for their hardship and knowing how hard each of these souls is working.

But today was INCREDIBLE. To see the happiness, pride and joy of the athletes was so inspiring. You wanted to cheer your heart out so they could feel your support. The athletes were waving to the crowd, dancing in the aisles, and hugging their teammates. Each of them accomplished so much to get to this day and for many, it will be a life highlight.

The athlete’s oath is so powerfully perfect, “Let me win, but if I cannot win, let me be brave in the attempt.” These athletes are the epitome of brave – in their everyday life – and in their Olympic pursuits. I aspire for this form of bravery.

And I knew this was my kind of party when one of the opening videos featured an athlete sharing, “I don’t want your pity. I need your respect.” For those not accustomed to spending time with this community, it’s so profound. Do not pity these athletes. They are the ultimate heroes.

The speakers hit just the right tone. I was so proud of my company, Microsoft. As the predominant sponsor of the event, I’ve never been more honored to work for Microsoft. And I was proud of our city for showing up so enthusiastically and cheering loudly.

My favorite speaker was Special Olympics chairman, Timothy Shriver, son of Eunice Kennedy Shriver, who founded the Special Olympics. Talk about a woman with a vision. What started as a summer camp now inspires millions around the world. He spoke to the athletes in real terms, applauded their accomplishments, and reinforced how very much they belong.

“Everyone has a right to play. To compete. To dream. The right to study in any school. The right to a job. You have earned it.”

He also encouraged them to “Show the world what it looks like to lead from the heart. Because the world is looking. The world is looking for leaders who value compassion, who value dignity and respect, who value unity, and you, my fellow athletes and friends of Special Olympics, you are the ones the world is looking for. You are the leaders the world needs at this critical moment. So show America what it means to shower respect on your fellow human beings. Show the world what it means to choose to include. Show others, where they see tension and fear, show them togetherness.”

Incredible. We can all learn a lot from this special day. From these special people. And not because of their special needs, but because of their special gifts.

Strength

This week-end I’m thinking a lot about the power of strength.

It started as a physical focus, as I completed my first double digit run since a half-marathon in March. It’s part of my slow and steady build to marathon training and strength has been a big focus. I committed to about 10 physical therapy sessions (finally!) and have benefitted from advanced release therapy (ART) on my stubborn IT band. My left leg has been a nemesis for a long time and my IT band flared up in the final stages of my last marathon training stint.

This time, I want to have a strong foundation, which will hopefully help me get to the finish line (so to speak) healthy – or at least able to complete training pain free. Or largely pain free. I’m tough and I’ve run through a lot of pain in my life, including broken bones and completely numb legs, but those days are over. I want to enjoy this marathon training. So I needed to commit to building strength.

The last few months I’ve been working on strength – lunging backwards and forwards, crab walking, and side stepping with resistance bands on my legs all over our little rental house. My glutes and hips needed strength (to avoid my quads pulling on my IT band, which then would over-tax my hamstrings), so that has been my focus. When all is said and done, I am going to have a seriously strong set of glutes and flexible hips. I sincerely love the science behind how the body works together and I’m sure I drive my new PT friends crazy with a million questions.

While I’m at it, I decided to work on other under-worked muscles that running doesn’t touch (abs, arms, and back). I’m excited to reach #44 next month in excellent shape. Bring.it.on.

So I was enjoying my strength yesterday on my long run. My legs felt strong. No cranky IT band. I had to hold myself back from running too fast. Fantastic!

And then I started thinking about other forms of strength. Am I mentally strong right now? Am I using my long runs to work on building my mind to not only suffer through tough spots in the marathon, but to accelerate? This used to be my top strength as a competitive runner, but it’s an under-worked muscle now too.

And beyond running….am I exercising my mind for continuous learning and growth? What new things have I learned lately? (luckily I have a great answer to this question…next blog) What is inspiring me?

Am I strong in community and friendship? Am I making time for those I love and who make me happy amidst the typical crazy schedule?

Am I strong of spirit? Do I have enough time set aside to recharge this summer? Not just for my family. Not including the endless planning for camps, volunteer hours, and family vacations. But for me.

Am I strong professionally? Am I pushing myself and challenging myself and pursuing my dreams? Or am I letting time drift by as I tackle the next near-term project?

Because strength comes in many different forms. And I want it all. Don’t you?