This past week, we took the family to the NC State Fair. I think this was our 4th time but I still haven't figured out the layout exactly. I have a general idea of what direction I want to go, but at times I feel like I am in a maze and not exactly sure where I am.
At the store, we are talking about vision statements. These are "paintings" of what we would like our business to look like in the future. Kaylyn and I are working on the same thing for our family. If we don't know what we are working towards, it will be pretty tough to get there. We often talk about goals and dreams. Where we want to be 6 months from now, 1 year or 10 years from now.
At the fair I was reminded that another crucial part of the equation is KNOWING where you ARE. You may have a vision but do you have accurate knowledge of where you are now? We were trying to hook up with some friends and part of that conversation consisted of explaining where each of us were at the time. That was really important. Or, when we wanted to find the Sky Diver or the Ferris Wheel, knowing where we were was a critical piece of information. If we thought we were one place when we were actually at another, we would go the wrong way to find our destination. We would ultimately find our way but if we didn't have an accurate idea of our location it took more time making some wrong turns than if we had known where we were to begin with.
As our family and my business works on where we want to go, we need to ensure we know where we are right now. Not just think we know, but ensure we have an accurate understanding of where we are now.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
Super Heroes and Their Sidekicks
I will be talking with 2 groups this month and one common question is, "who were/are your heroes?"
Here are the definitions I found for "Hero".
1) a. A mythological or legendary figure often of divine descent endowed with great strength or ability.
b. An illustrious warrior.
c. A man admired for his achievements and noble qualities
2) a. The principle male character in a literary or dramatic work
b. The central figure in an event, period or movement
3) Submarine
4) An object of extreme admiration and devotion
Synonyms are god, idol and icon.
When I think of my heroes I think the synonym, icon, is the most appropriate. Icon's first definition is "a usually pictorial representation". When I think of heroes, I think of people that represent a certain quality or ability that I admire.
The first three people that come to mind are my Dad, my Mom and my Pastor when I was growing up. They were my primary role models during my early development. They influenced me in multiple areas of my life. My faith in God, my work ethic, my morals, my athletic development, my values, my hobbies, etc. My Dad, My Mom and my pastor helped me build a foundation as a young person that would allow others to add their influence to my life. My parents and my pastor are my Super Heroes.
As with any good Super Hero story, there are also sidekicks that support the efforts of the Super Heroes. I think we often overlook these people in our lives. Many people can identify a single hero and it is often a parent or teacher or coach. What about the sidekicks? What about the other people that have influenced you and molded you along your way?
I think for many of us, it is these sidekicks that really help us in specific ways and help determine how successful we will be in our different endeavours. Whether it is in marriage, parenting, business, sports, or any other aspect of our lives. We probably would be OK without any single one of them, but collectively, their influence on us is indispensable.
For many of us, we don't choose our Super Heroes. But, the sidekicks are often chosen by our actions. Who we choose to be friends with. Who we choose to work with. Who we choose to have lunch with. Who we choose to have as a roommate in college. Who we choose to marry. Who we choose to call on the phone today. Who we choose to introduce ourselves to this afternoon. Who we go to the movies with Friday night.
I can't remember the source of this quote but I believe it to be true. "What we are reading and who we surround ourselves with today determines where we will be 5 years from now."
Pick your sidekicks wisely.
Here are the definitions I found for "Hero".
1) a. A mythological or legendary figure often of divine descent endowed with great strength or ability.
b. An illustrious warrior.
c. A man admired for his achievements and noble qualities
2) a. The principle male character in a literary or dramatic work
b. The central figure in an event, period or movement
3) Submarine
4) An object of extreme admiration and devotion
Synonyms are god, idol and icon.
When I think of my heroes I think the synonym, icon, is the most appropriate. Icon's first definition is "a usually pictorial representation". When I think of heroes, I think of people that represent a certain quality or ability that I admire.
The first three people that come to mind are my Dad, my Mom and my Pastor when I was growing up. They were my primary role models during my early development. They influenced me in multiple areas of my life. My faith in God, my work ethic, my morals, my athletic development, my values, my hobbies, etc. My Dad, My Mom and my pastor helped me build a foundation as a young person that would allow others to add their influence to my life. My parents and my pastor are my Super Heroes.
As with any good Super Hero story, there are also sidekicks that support the efforts of the Super Heroes. I think we often overlook these people in our lives. Many people can identify a single hero and it is often a parent or teacher or coach. What about the sidekicks? What about the other people that have influenced you and molded you along your way?
I think for many of us, it is these sidekicks that really help us in specific ways and help determine how successful we will be in our different endeavours. Whether it is in marriage, parenting, business, sports, or any other aspect of our lives. We probably would be OK without any single one of them, but collectively, their influence on us is indispensable.
For many of us, we don't choose our Super Heroes. But, the sidekicks are often chosen by our actions. Who we choose to be friends with. Who we choose to work with. Who we choose to have lunch with. Who we choose to have as a roommate in college. Who we choose to marry. Who we choose to call on the phone today. Who we choose to introduce ourselves to this afternoon. Who we go to the movies with Friday night.
I can't remember the source of this quote but I believe it to be true. "What we are reading and who we surround ourselves with today determines where we will be 5 years from now."
Pick your sidekicks wisely.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Motivation for Running
When I registered to run the marathon back in 2006, I got a free 4 month subscription to Runner's World magazine. Kaylyn and I still get it and read it today. It is very motivational, whether you are wanting to run your first 5K or 10th marathon. You can read stuff on the website for free or get a subscription for a year for as little as $1 per issue ($12 per year). It is well worth it. To see their site, just click on the title of this post.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Why Exercise? (Part 3)
Some people aren't as focused on the long term future and want to focus more on enjoying the present or short term future. I think it is good to balance immediate, middle and long term planning. So, how does exercise benefit me today, tomorrow or next month?
On an ideal day, I like to exercise first thing in the morning for various reasons. Most of the year, it is more comfortable outside in the morning if I am running and it ensures that I will get my exercise in that day. Sometimes, my days don't go as planned and I run out of time and miss my exercise time. But, there are other reasons I like to run in the morning. It helps me get going. It gets my energy level up so I can start my day strong. If I am running, it provides me 30-45 minutes of peaceful, quiet, alone time to think, talk to God and listen to God. That is a great way to start the day. Plus, I feel good the rest of the day when I exercise first thing.
On a bad day, when everything seems to be going wrong, running at the end of the day is helpful. It helps me recover from the day. There have been days that I have exercised at both ends of the day for this reason.
When I was a teenager, and out of shape, we often went to Six Flags in Atlanta. This is a great amusement park with roller coasters and other fun rides. We would go all day and often stand in long lines. My memory is that I would always be worn out and my back would be aching by mid to late afternoon and we usually would stay till it closed around 9 or 10 PM.
2 years ago, we took the family to Disney World for a week. We got to the gates at opening time and didn't leave till closing time every day. That was about 9 AM till 9 PM each day. Since I am cheap, we carried in lots of snacks and water and it was cool with chances of rain so we had layers of clothing to keep up with. We were either pushing a stroller with junk in it or carrying the junk in a backpack while pushing the stroller with Reece in it all day. I never had back pain. I felt great all day, all week. In fact, I got up to run a few days that week prior to going to the parks.
The year after the marathon, we went to DC with Regan and Riley (Reece stayed with family) for a long weekend. Lots of walking and carrying kids and stuff. No pain. No fatigue.
It is nice to be able to outlast your kids on vacations. It is nice to not be worn out before the end of a fun day. It is nice to be able to go on to the next fun thing without needing a rest break.
Why Exercise? Because it helps me start my day, finish my day, enjoy fun days, endure bad days, keep up with my kids, and hopefully keep up with my grandkids and great grandkids some day. It helps me be a better me.
On an ideal day, I like to exercise first thing in the morning for various reasons. Most of the year, it is more comfortable outside in the morning if I am running and it ensures that I will get my exercise in that day. Sometimes, my days don't go as planned and I run out of time and miss my exercise time. But, there are other reasons I like to run in the morning. It helps me get going. It gets my energy level up so I can start my day strong. If I am running, it provides me 30-45 minutes of peaceful, quiet, alone time to think, talk to God and listen to God. That is a great way to start the day. Plus, I feel good the rest of the day when I exercise first thing.
On a bad day, when everything seems to be going wrong, running at the end of the day is helpful. It helps me recover from the day. There have been days that I have exercised at both ends of the day for this reason.
When I was a teenager, and out of shape, we often went to Six Flags in Atlanta. This is a great amusement park with roller coasters and other fun rides. We would go all day and often stand in long lines. My memory is that I would always be worn out and my back would be aching by mid to late afternoon and we usually would stay till it closed around 9 or 10 PM.
2 years ago, we took the family to Disney World for a week. We got to the gates at opening time and didn't leave till closing time every day. That was about 9 AM till 9 PM each day. Since I am cheap, we carried in lots of snacks and water and it was cool with chances of rain so we had layers of clothing to keep up with. We were either pushing a stroller with junk in it or carrying the junk in a backpack while pushing the stroller with Reece in it all day. I never had back pain. I felt great all day, all week. In fact, I got up to run a few days that week prior to going to the parks.
The year after the marathon, we went to DC with Regan and Riley (Reece stayed with family) for a long weekend. Lots of walking and carrying kids and stuff. No pain. No fatigue.
It is nice to be able to outlast your kids on vacations. It is nice to not be worn out before the end of a fun day. It is nice to be able to go on to the next fun thing without needing a rest break.
Why Exercise? Because it helps me start my day, finish my day, enjoy fun days, endure bad days, keep up with my kids, and hopefully keep up with my grandkids and great grandkids some day. It helps me be a better me.
Why Exercise? (Part 2)
After running the marathon in 2006, I was trying to think of what to do next. I didn't come up with another big physical test. What happened is that I started to see a connection between my exercising and my position as owner of a business. I was in a position of influence. But, what kind of influence? Where did exercise fit in? I had been preaching the value of reading for years. But, what about exercise? Was it important? Was it as important as reading? Why Exercise?
In 2007, we had the opportunity to get a piano for free. I like free. I wanted to move it myself to save money and because the person needed it moved quickly. The piano ended up in my house just fine and I ended up having surgery a few months later as a result.
While hooked up to all the stuff in pre-op the surgeon comes by and comments that I must run because my heart rate was so low. I told him yes and we talked about exercise and fitness. He said, "your fitness is going to make my job and your recovery easier." That is what you want to hear from the person that is going to be cutting you open. I suspect I will have a few more surgeries in my life and I want the doctors to say the same thing every time. I know I was able to be back out running within 2 weeks of my surgery and able to be back to normal activities in half the time they originally said.
Similar to this lesson, I was talking to a friend (My Marine Corp Marathon training partner) about fitness and aging. We were talking about the value of being fit as we get older, really older. There will come a point in our lives that our bodies will start naturally deteriorating. Sometimes, I think I may already be there. The example he gave was that for somebody that has simply gone from the sofa to the frig for exercise, that is the best fitness they will have and it will deteriorate from there. It won't take long before they can't get off the sofa without help.
For somebody that has been running 3-5 miles regularly, or swimming, or biking, or walking, it will take a lot longer to deteriorate to the level that going from the sofa to the frig is a challenge. My dad's dad is my example of this. He has had several surgeries including hip replacements but is still very active. This past summer, we were up there and have pictures of him playing ball with our girls and giving them horsey rides on his knees. That is their Great-Grandfather doing that with them. A few years ago, I remember seeing him jogging, not walking, down his driveway to fix his mailbox and this was just a few months after one of his hip surgeries. That is what I want to be like when I am 80+ years old.
So, why exercise? One reason is so I will be able to enjoy life in the future. If I wait till then to start, it may be too late or, at best, it will be tougher to get back into shape. It's like investing in a retirement account. The earlier you start, the easier it is to grow and maintain. The later you start the more difficult it will be and at some point, it becomes too late.
In 2007, we had the opportunity to get a piano for free. I like free. I wanted to move it myself to save money and because the person needed it moved quickly. The piano ended up in my house just fine and I ended up having surgery a few months later as a result.
While hooked up to all the stuff in pre-op the surgeon comes by and comments that I must run because my heart rate was so low. I told him yes and we talked about exercise and fitness. He said, "your fitness is going to make my job and your recovery easier." That is what you want to hear from the person that is going to be cutting you open. I suspect I will have a few more surgeries in my life and I want the doctors to say the same thing every time. I know I was able to be back out running within 2 weeks of my surgery and able to be back to normal activities in half the time they originally said.
Similar to this lesson, I was talking to a friend (My Marine Corp Marathon training partner) about fitness and aging. We were talking about the value of being fit as we get older, really older. There will come a point in our lives that our bodies will start naturally deteriorating. Sometimes, I think I may already be there. The example he gave was that for somebody that has simply gone from the sofa to the frig for exercise, that is the best fitness they will have and it will deteriorate from there. It won't take long before they can't get off the sofa without help.
For somebody that has been running 3-5 miles regularly, or swimming, or biking, or walking, it will take a lot longer to deteriorate to the level that going from the sofa to the frig is a challenge. My dad's dad is my example of this. He has had several surgeries including hip replacements but is still very active. This past summer, we were up there and have pictures of him playing ball with our girls and giving them horsey rides on his knees. That is their Great-Grandfather doing that with them. A few years ago, I remember seeing him jogging, not walking, down his driveway to fix his mailbox and this was just a few months after one of his hip surgeries. That is what I want to be like when I am 80+ years old.
So, why exercise? One reason is so I will be able to enjoy life in the future. If I wait till then to start, it may be too late or, at best, it will be tougher to get back into shape. It's like investing in a retirement account. The earlier you start, the easier it is to grow and maintain. The later you start the more difficult it will be and at some point, it becomes too late.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Why Exercise? (Part 1)
Up until my junior year of high school I avoided exercise pretty much at all cost, but it was toward the end of that year that my baseball coach told me that if I wanted to play college baseball I needed to drop some pounds. I was a 5'11" 200 lbs shortstop and very little of that 200 lbs was muscle. I guess that got my attention. I lost 40 lbs between my junior and senior year. Simply eating less and working up to running one mile a day. I had just injured my knee and couldn't run at first so I started jogging in place on one of those little exercise trampolines. That is how it all started, I felt great, not just physically but mentally as well. It gave me confidence that I could do what I set my mind to.
That one mile turned to 2 in college. I even ran the Peachtree Road Race, a 10k, while in college to keep up with my girlfriend (future wife). After a family reunion, my wife's, I decided to up my runs to 3 miles because there were too many people older than me running farther and faster than me. I was going to be in better shape for the next reunion.
In 2006, the idea of a marathon popped up. I had entertained that idea before but quickly let it go because it was a "crazy" idea. 26.2 miles!?!?! But, in 2006 I heard Dan Cathy talk about his marathon experience and then a friend said he was thinking about one. So, that spring I signed up for the Marine Corp Marathon in DC. The training was brutal. Many aches and pains. But also many memories, the beautiful sunrises over foggy fields along NC 10 (The background of this blog reminds me of those mornings), running to my store from home, eating at Q-Shack after a 23 mile training run. That was some awesome BBQ. Then came the marathon. I hadn't had "pregame butterflies" like that since playing baseball in college. Unfortunately, being a novice marathoner, I let those butterflies make me fly the first 6-8 miles. I couldn't slow down. It came back to hurt me around mile 15 or 16. I was hurting and had to stop and walk frequently the rest of the race. But, eventually, I got to that last mile. I was going to finish it running. The last .1 or .2 was up a steep hill. I remember looking down at my legs as I was going up that hill. I was facinated with my calf muscles because they were cramping every step up that hill and it looked really funny. It even felt "funny". The feeling crossing that finish line is impossible to describe. I had just completed a marathon. Sure, I walked some but that was because of foolishness at the beginning not fitness. I had run 23-24 miles in training so I knew I was fit. The only goal that day was to finish and I had.
The theme that CFA uses for exercise is "Fit to Lead". From my senior year of high school till that marathon I think exercise was simply to help keep the weight off, sometimes more effectively than others. In 2006, exercise took on more meaning. I realized I needed to be "Fit to Lead".
That one mile turned to 2 in college. I even ran the Peachtree Road Race, a 10k, while in college to keep up with my girlfriend (future wife). After a family reunion, my wife's, I decided to up my runs to 3 miles because there were too many people older than me running farther and faster than me. I was going to be in better shape for the next reunion.
In 2006, the idea of a marathon popped up. I had entertained that idea before but quickly let it go because it was a "crazy" idea. 26.2 miles!?!?! But, in 2006 I heard Dan Cathy talk about his marathon experience and then a friend said he was thinking about one. So, that spring I signed up for the Marine Corp Marathon in DC. The training was brutal. Many aches and pains. But also many memories, the beautiful sunrises over foggy fields along NC 10 (The background of this blog reminds me of those mornings), running to my store from home, eating at Q-Shack after a 23 mile training run. That was some awesome BBQ. Then came the marathon. I hadn't had "pregame butterflies" like that since playing baseball in college. Unfortunately, being a novice marathoner, I let those butterflies make me fly the first 6-8 miles. I couldn't slow down. It came back to hurt me around mile 15 or 16. I was hurting and had to stop and walk frequently the rest of the race. But, eventually, I got to that last mile. I was going to finish it running. The last .1 or .2 was up a steep hill. I remember looking down at my legs as I was going up that hill. I was facinated with my calf muscles because they were cramping every step up that hill and it looked really funny. It even felt "funny". The feeling crossing that finish line is impossible to describe. I had just completed a marathon. Sure, I walked some but that was because of foolishness at the beginning not fitness. I had run 23-24 miles in training so I knew I was fit. The only goal that day was to finish and I had.
The theme that CFA uses for exercise is "Fit to Lead". From my senior year of high school till that marathon I think exercise was simply to help keep the weight off, sometimes more effectively than others. In 2006, exercise took on more meaning. I realized I needed to be "Fit to Lead".
Friday, September 23, 2011
Rusty Tool in a Master's Hands
Here is another learning from a run at the beach this past summer. One morning Regan was supposed to run with me at the beginning and I would run further after she finished. I went to get her and she was stalling, not wanting to run but after much proding she finally went out with me. Let's just say it wasn't the smoothest 1 mile jog. Lot's of walking and complaining. When she was done I continued and eventually met up with Kaylyn who was finishing her longer run. She wasn't exactly having a great morning either and wasn't eager to have a running partner. But, I joined her heading back toward the house. Since I hadn't gotten much mileage yet I continued past our house and decided to take one of the side streets that I don't normally take. I passed an older woman walking a couple dogs along the way. It was a dead end road and I started my way back and this time I saw the lady lying in a grassy area beside the road with the dogs. At first I thought she was just relaxing with the dogs but as I got closer she yelled to me, asking for help. It turns out the dogs had caught her off balance and she had fallen and could not get up on her own. Once I had helped her up, she was able to continue walking and insisted she was fine so I continued my run. I decided to go back to the main road and head up a little farther and then come back to check on her. By the time I got back a few minutes later, she was gone. I also noticed that where she had fallen was not very close to the main road.
I realized that all the delays I had endured that morning and my need for variety on my runs had put me in the right place to help this woman. Who knows how long she would have been stuck there. People on the main road wouldn't notice her and it was too far to yell. God had used our imperfections to put me where he wanted me to help her. If the morning had gone smoother, as I was hoping, I would have probably passed the woman coming back before she had fallen.
That's a good reminder that God uses us, rusty tools, to carry out His will. He doesn't need us to be perfect. He is greater than we can imagine and can overcome all our imperfections. That sure is comforting.
I realized that all the delays I had endured that morning and my need for variety on my runs had put me in the right place to help this woman. Who knows how long she would have been stuck there. People on the main road wouldn't notice her and it was too far to yell. God had used our imperfections to put me where he wanted me to help her. If the morning had gone smoother, as I was hoping, I would have probably passed the woman coming back before she had fallen.
That's a good reminder that God uses us, rusty tools, to carry out His will. He doesn't need us to be perfect. He is greater than we can imagine and can overcome all our imperfections. That sure is comforting.
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