I have a little bit of temperature requirement to go out on my bike – 60 degrees. Today was just about 60 around 1 p.m. so during my lunch break I went for a ride.
Beautiful, green landscapes everywhere!
This morning Winnie and I hiked on the Marjorie Swope Park Trail and it is glorious. All the trees are budding and there is still a big of a stream on the Carter Hill connector trail to West End for Winnie to take a drink. Later that day I pulled a tick out of ear – the times we live in. #ifeellikethereareticksonme
I used the athlete mind-set a lot these last few years. “Embrace the Suck” is a phrase that got me through Ironman and bad work situations. I read this article today and it hit home. Endurance sports training, Ironman and ultra running, taught me to deal with monotony, time management and failure in the workplace. I like how MB writes about “perceived” failure, and that sometimes these failures are out of your control; I always forget that. Every single time I failed in a race or a job I learned something about myself and I did everything to get better.
And it’s true, every failure is a learning opportunity. I try to never make the same mistake twice. I’m always working to the next goal and past failures fade over time.
How can an athlete’s mind-set be useful in the office?
MB: Training teaches you lots of things, including time and stress management. It’s always hard in the moment to get past something you perceive as a failure, so I think it’s important to frame the conversation that way: failure versus “perceived” failure. Most of the time, there is some reason that things didn’t go well, and sometimes that thing was out of your control. It takes time and perspective to realize that each disappointment is a learning moment, and something that will make you stronger in the future. Viewing it as lesson instead of a failure will help keep you positive, motivated, and working hard to the next goal.
Today while hiking in Winant Park in Concord I stumbled upon a big, black bear and her cub. Actually, I just saw a big, black furry blob and a small, cute cub – stopped, called Winnie and started running back to the car.
I know you’re not suppose to run but I did. I’ve never – in all my years of hiking – seen a bear on the trail; much less a mama and her cub.
Winnie was so great – she came to me and we ran back to the car. So scary.
This was us just the day before on a more calm, no-wildlife hike: