It was Friday morning. Raining. Gloomy. And somehow it was extra dark out. Probably from all the clouds. It wasn’t a good day to be outside. But there I was. Outside. Walking on the track. Why?
Because I had to.
Because I gave myself a goal. Because, when I bought this damn FitBit over the summer, I needed something to help me motivate. To help me move. To help keep me going forward.
And so, I was moving.
I was going forward. I set my 10,000 step goal. Every day. Monday through Friday. 10,000 Steps. I have to have 10,000 Steps.
I didn’t like it. I’m not an exercise girl. My feet hurt. My legs hurt. My hips hurt. My back hurt. I’m sure I have some arthritis among other issues. (A few extra pounds being one of them.)
But, whatever. I was out here. I had been rained on. I had been cold. But I was out there.
When you pledge something to yourself, or when you set a goal for yourself, you can’t take a break from that. You can’t take the day off. You invested in it. (You invested in YOU.) I invested in this FitBit to tell me when to walk - because I wasn’t doing it well enough on my own. I had to invest in it. To move me forward. And it was worth every single penny.
I have walked 170 miles since July 20. At least, that’s what my FitBit tracked.
If it’s late at night, and I haven’t, for some reason, gotten my 10,000 steps in, I get my 10,000 steps in. I walk back and forth in my house until I get my steps in. Because I’m not going to quit. I’m not going to give up my goal.
So what about you? What are your goals? Are you quitting on them? Are you just thinking about them? Or are you going to invest in them and follow through regardless if it’s raining on your head or your fingers are cold because it’s just 40 degrees out or your feet hurt and you just want to go home and slump on the couch.
How bad do you want it?
One morning a couple of weeks ago I was taking my morning walk. I’ve started getting into the (great) habit of listening to podcasts while I walk. They’re all business-focused, because I am trying to learn more, understand more, and generally expand my education and talents. (Never stop learning!!)
On this particular morning I was listening to Amy Porterfield’s podcast: Online Marketing Made Easy. She was speaking with Carey Bentley of Lifehack Bootcamp. Carey and her husband Demir help people become more productive without sacrificing all your time and happiness.
So, there I was, walking and listening and then Carey started talking about having a Champagne Moment. As she explained it (and I’m paraphrasing here - please listen to Amy’s podcast with Carey so you can hear the whole, proper explanation), you determine what would have to happen in your life to pop a bottle of champagne. This helps you to get focused. You remove all the extraneous stuff that’s bumbling around in your head (for me, that’s about a million things!), and you focus on some specific goals that allow you to reach your champagne moment.
Sunday night I decided on two goals. The first was going to be for business. I would make sure I posted once daily to each of the three Facebook pages I manage. It’s important, and I tend to slack on that. The second goal was for me, personally. I wanted to accomplish a FitBit goal. 10,000 steps every day Monday through Friday. And for some of you, that doesn’t seem like a lot, but you have to know that me and exercise - we’re not the best of friends. We don’t like each other much. :)
Those were my goals. They were attainable. They were focused. They were each very tangible. The 10,000 steps were measured on my FitBit. I can’t fake that. (unless I shake my watch forever!) And the posts are definitely tangible. You know if they aren’t there online - and everyone else knows it, too!
Both of these goals were attainable, yet I had to put some amount of effort into them. Did I succeed? You bet I did! I gave myself reasonable, actionable goals prior to the start of the week. I knew about the goals. They were there every day. They were staring at me. I made sure I accomplished them no matter what, and I achieved my champagne moment. (Okay, it wasn’t really champagne. I did have one cocktail with dinner and celebrated my victory!)
I love goal setting, but I especially loved this easy, and more focused way of setting - and achieving - a goal.
Are you ready to set a “Champagne Moment” goal this week? I am! I’m going to plunge into my emails from Lifehack Bootcamp and start learning more about becoming more productive. I’ll let you know how it goes!
Sometimes you hit a wall. Or drop to the floor. Or crumble, tumble, collapse.
Sometimes things just suck.
In the past few months, I (Andrea) have been posting about the gifting of good habits. I’ve been positive. Upbeat. Focused.
Today, I struggle. Today, I’m not. I’m negative. I’m cynical. I’m disheartened. I’m ready to quit everything and spend my day working out and scrubbing the kitchen floor while 80s music plays on my Echo.
And even though I don’t want to, I have to write this blog. And I have to gift a good habit for the month of May.
And then I remembered a quote I came across while doing some work for a client. It’s from the book, The Four-Fold Way: Walking the Paths of the Warrior, Healer, Teacher and Visionary
“In many shamanic societies, if you came to a shaman or medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions.
When did you stop dancing?
When did you stop singing?
When did you stop being enchanted by stories?
When did you stop finding comfort in the sweet territory of silence?
Where we have stopped dancing, singing, being enchanted by stories, or finding comfort in silence is where we have experienced the loss of soul.
Dancing, singing, storytelling, and silence are the four universal healing salves.”
So if the song has gone out of your heart, gift yourself some time to find it again. Every day. Because you deserve it. You deserve to take the time to care for yourself.
It’s time for us to start dancing again, to take care of ourselves so that we can be great for others.
I (Frankie) know all about customer service. I've been a waitress, worked in retail, I am an office manager who answers the phone and schedules appointments, and the co-owner of my own business. I'm always and forever dealing with customers/clients and I know the golden rule; the customer is always right. But, that's not quite true is it?
One of the hardest things about my job is being nice to people who feel that it's okay to be mean to me. I know where their head is. They know that I'm serving them and if I'm rude, no matter if they were rude first, I could, at the very least lose a customer/client or, at the very worst, lose my job. So does that make it okay for them to be rude to me? Absolutely not, but unfortunately, lots of people think it does make it okay.
I get it. Sometimes things happen and we get frustrated. It happens to me all the time. But, nine times out of ten whatever happened to frustrate us or make us flat out angry, has nothing to do with the person taking care of customer service. These people usually aren't who we have the problem with at all, but because they are there and we know they can't say anything back to us, it makes them an easy target. That's not okay.
The next time you get mad or frustrated with a business, just remember where the problem originates from. It's almost never because of the person who you're dealing with at that particular moment. Just because you're angry or frustrated doesn't mean it's "right" for you to be rude.
Whether you work from home or in a brick and mortar business, no matter what side of the counter you're on or which end of the phone line you're on, we're all customers at some point and we're not always right. Be nice.
So….that’s my laptop in the photo above. Let me tell you about last Friday.
It was a decent day. My son had half a day of school. I didn’t have too much work on my plate. I had gotten a lot of writing done at the laundromat earlier. All was well.
I’m sitting at my desk looking over the menu of a restaurant my son and I were going to try. My husband was helping out family so he wasn’t going to be around for dinner. That’s typically when my son and I will try something new.
I picked up my laptop and was walking into the living room with it, like I have done a million times before. My elbow caught part of a door and it happened. Like some slow-motion part of a movie.
It was maybe two seconds in reality, but as I watched it, it was around twenty. The laptop, falling...falling...falling…
It hits the floor.
The screen shatters. Well, yes and no. It shatters in only the way an LCD laptop screen can shatter.
And I yell the only word that comes to my mind: SHIT.
All the positivity for the day, all the happiness for the joy of the weekend, all the excitement of spending a fun evening with my son crashed at that moment.
Form upstairs my son heard me and asked if I was all right. I paused. And said No. Well, yes. I’m all right physically.
I just wanted to cry. I wanted to stomp my feet. Shake my fist in the air. Yell to the world that this was BS and I didn’t deserve it. Eat an ice cream sundae. Go to bed.
But what good is that going to do? Crying isn’t going to make everything better.
Throwing a tantrum and sobbing just means I’ve wasted time when I could have been solving my problem. Maybe it would have felt good for a second, throwing a little pity party. But in the end, my screen would still be shattered and I’d still have a problem.
So - I told myself the one thing that I had to tell myself: Suck it up, Andrea.
Crude? Sure. Harsh? Maybe. Honest? Definitely.
No one but me and my actions were going to fix the laptop problem. And so, I sucked it up. I swallowed the pity party, and moved into problem-solving mode. And two hours later, my son and I had a nice road trip with subs, a potential fix, and fresh from the conveyor belt Krispy Kreme donuts in our bellies. (Not a bad resolution!)
Sometimes you just have to keep going. Keep moving. You’re going to stumble. You’re going to fall. You’re going to drop your laptop and shatter the screen. You can be angry, but don’t stop moving. Don’t stop solving the problems. And it might take a couple of tries. The first fix didn’t work. So I came up with a second one, and that one worked. (And now I know how to repair laptop screens - so please, ask me if it ever happens to you!)
And don’t forget to give yourself a Krispy Kreme as a reward, too.
Frankie and Andrea take turns sharing stories. Just good talk over a cup of coffee.