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With all the New Year’s Resolutions talk, lately, I’ve been learning about how you cannot always place milestones as measurement for your success. Goals are great. I’m type A so believe me, I get goals. Goals are my love language. But sometimes what we are shooting for ends up looking different from we thought it would. So then, when you work really hard and actually get to the medal podium it never feels quite like you thought it would. Frustrating. And disheartening.
I want to keep setting goals to push myself but I want to stop allowing those goal to hold my happiness hostage. I realize now that’s not the goal’s fault but rather my own inability to be happy on the journey. Not setting goals isn’t the answer and setting all the goals isn’t the answer. It’s about understanding our own personalities and what systems enable us to function at our highest and best use. If I’m going to push myself I need all the help I can get. Let’s not make an uphill battle worse, my friends.
With too many goals or resolutions our journey looks like we are in a river jumping from rock to rock to avoid the water below when the water is glorious and lovely all on it’s own. I want to feel the pride in landing a big jump from two ill placed rocks but I also want to taste the fresh spring water and splash around like a kid just because I can.
2016- Here’s to medal podiums that bring us joy, big rocks to conquer and cool fresh water to remind us that we’re still alive.
May 2016 be a year forward for you. Forward moving, forward thinking and forward-looking. I’m forward-ing with you, friend. Cheers.