It's been 3 whole years this week since Daddy passed away. I realized this is the first anniversary since he's been gone that I am a coach. Like he was.
Whether it's helping people play their best game of football or life, it's all the in the end. As in life, football has you making big plays and taking big hits. Sometimes we give it every ounce bit of blood, sweat, and tears we've got, but it's not always enough to get into the end zone. Belief in ourselves can be tricky when we're tackled by missed opportunities, doubt and insecurity.
Maybe it's the joy of remembering him, and likening my own impact potential, I wanted to share a story about the value of having a coach. From the eyes of two not-so-different coaches.
When you want to change, grow or achieve something, it's not difficult for you to see that person in your mind's eye. But becoming...
I’m thinking about goals this morning. Doing one of my own client worksheets (it's very pretty, of course).
I'm answering my own question “Why do you want to achieve this goal?”
I need this question right now as things are new and hard as hell. I’m standing at the bottom of the preverbal "mountain" thinking sometimes "OMG. I am so bad at this... so uncomfortable... I'm so not going to make any money.... that is not going to work... this is going to fall apart. Just let me eat pie for the love.”
You know, so the why question is good for me right now. Because I alone without something bigger would literally just eat and be an asshole to live with (oh wait that might be me now?)
So my answer that rolls off my pen tip isn’t because I want a bunch of money or trips or attention or pies. It’s this:
“I have an ASS LOAD of value to offer the world.
I KNOW that my clients are out there with brilliant ideas, amazing skills and talents. But...
So I did this thing yesterday...
I gave a talk on Self Confidence to a luncheon full of professional (and completely sober) women. I got excited about this subject while going though my coaching studies a couple of months ago. I got so pumped up about sharing it that I made an offer to Holly Fish to let me speak to WIN (Women In Networking) Pulaski… but the offer wasn’t just a run-of-the-mill talk. I knew it had to be more than just a "5 things to remember when you do hard stuff” kind of talk. I knew I had to actually get up there and DO some hard stuff!
So, channeling my inner Brené Brown, I closed the talk out singing Journey’s "Don't Stop Belivin'" ... complete with air guitar, shaky vocals and nauseated belly. In the preparation and anxiety filled anticipation of this 100% self imposed torture, the most amazing thing happened: I 100% had my own back.
I trusted I would be a soft place to land on the other side of doing said poop-in-pants inducing...