Nap Time

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It’s a terrible shame. Here we are hundreds of miles away from home on vacation when a sudden down pour forced us in from the pool and the lake and the miniature golf. All of the outside activities were curtailed as we watched the lake rise two inches. It’s a darn shame. Now I guess all there is to do is take a nap until we are ready to go into town. Darn.

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Golf Zen

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I played a game of golf with a friend of mine on Friday in preperation of the game to be played with my classmates during my 20th high school reunion. I hadn’t played in several months and I thought a warm up game would be just the ticket to get me back into the swing. I learned a couple of things about myself doing this.

First, my golf philosophy has always been that it’s a game, meant to be fun. Unless you intend to go pro, there’s just no reason to get upset. By worrying about what my school chums would think of me if I played poorly, I created a self fulfilling prophecy. I thought I might not do well and therefore I didn’t. Henry Ford said, “Whether you think you’re a failure or a success, either way you’re right.”

Second, I am not Tiger, Phil, Padrig, or even Sergio. I am not a pro. I am not conditioned to play two days of 18 in a row.

Thirdly, once the ibuprofin kicks in, you can begin to get used to the smell of the sports cream. Until then, you’re too irritable and the stuff just stinks… like my game.

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A little bit each day

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My dad was about my age when he decided to begin his weightloss campaign. Every evening he would come home and work out. We lived atop the hill of an old dirt road and was about a half mile to the section line. My dad set a goal for himself to be able to run from our front door to the section line road and back. He had trouble just making it to the end of our driveway at first. No small feat of it’s own as our driveway was 2/10ths of a mile. That’s a pretty good distance when you’re out of shape.

His plan involved accepting the reality that he was that far out of shape and to not let that hold him back. Often it’s too easy just to say, “I’m too far gone. I can’t.” Simply accepting the reality is very powerful, though painful. Once you accept your short comings, you free yourself to address them. You can face them down and even defeat them once you admit they exist and accept them.

Every day he would come home, change clothes, stretch and take off out the door. When he felt like he just couldn’t carry on, he would set a target ahead to run to. Once he made it there, he would walk for a while, contininuing on to the corner. He found that after a few minutes he would recover enough to run a little more. He began setting mini goals, dividing the run up by lengths between telephone poles. “This week, I’ll run between every third set of poles.” The next week it was every second set, then every other set. It wasn’t very long at all before he was able to run the whole length non stop.

Being honest with yourself and dividing large, unmanageable problems into smaller problems are great ways to acheive any goal.

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