Sometimes you’ll fall. Make mistakes. Get hurt. The harness keeps you safe for a while. But you’ve got to take it off at some point. Test the waters. See what’s you and what’s not. And you’ll either keep falling or stop and succeed. Get stronger. Some things require a harness. Bad hips. Flying too...
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Commitment. Grit. Empathy....
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That’s what this week was. Four day week! Blah blah. Five days of work in four days more like it. Chaos. Insanity. Emotional highs and lows. Spent the weekend relaxing with the fam. Only to come back to Tuesday slapping me in the face like a wet towel I dried my dog with. But...
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I have had the privilege of leading many teams in my career. And I’m managing a few people in my current role. And I hope one thing that comes through is that I truly care about the people I work with. I’m not interested in power or prestige. I want to help them. And...
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Grow up. You’re being a baby and indulging yourself in selfish thoughts. What frustrated you has passed. What will frustrate you will pass. Like it always does. And instead of spreading your angsty whiny crap do everyone a favor and eat some cookies and be grateful. Easier said than done. Note to self: listen...
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An interesting thing happened tonight. I opened up my gmail and had somehow emailed myself a post from April 22. A post about my dad. I thought I had somehow reposted it. But I hadn’t. It was an odd and wonderful thing that happened. Odd because how did it happen? I don’t remember even...
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Someone plug me in. It’s been a wonderful and exhausting day with my family. Enjoying the Seattle sun. Swimming (wading) in Lake Washington. Digging in the sand with my son who barrel rolled his way along the beach. Our other son slept like a log and we relaxed and talked and spent time together....
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I trained for 9 years. I worked out 2-3 times a day 6-7 days a week. Countless hours spent pushing my physical and mental limits to try to be the best rower I could be. And it doesn’t even come close to how physically demanding and exhausting parenting is. Picking up putting down. Changing...
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It’s ok to not have much to say. To feel a sense of contentedness. To enjoy that for a bit. The closeness of family. The quiet end of a day. Echoes of laughter and music and baby talk. I close my eyes and feel grateful. I wake up and feel excited for how rich...
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I got kisses from my son. I commiserated with my teammates at work. I had a nice conversation with the barista at Starbucks. My wife and I laughed at the absurdity of parenting and marriage. I stared into the beautiful blue eyes of both of my sons. I wished an old friend happy birthday....
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