I got to thinking about my lame post while having a mini hour of the wolf (maybe it was an hour of the puppy). Anyway, I thought about why I wanted to attend, and here it is. It's a bit of a ramble, but at 3:30 in the morning, stuff tends to come out of you in weird ways. Thanks again, Phil.
I'm staring down the barrel of the gun of change. Beads of sweat drip down the face of the man I currently am. The one who has sought the comfort and safety of routines, conformity, and fear.
You see, I'm in the position to be the coach, mentor, nutritionist, motivator, personal chef, and accountability partner for my wife as she undergoes the Team Staley "Your Best Quarter Ever" Transformation Challenge starting January 1. As I think about my role in all this, I lay awake at night thinking about what I want to do with my life. Rather than being in a job that sucks the life out of me (marketing), what if I start a career where I'm helping others transform their lives?
As my finger hovers over the enter key, deciding whether or not to post this, I'm thinking, "What if they choose me? Then what? I don't havethe money for a plane ticket, let along for the room and food."
"What if I get that opportunity? What do I do if I get something that I really want? Surely I don't deserve this."
Then I look over at that man cowering in the face of fear and I realize that attending this seminar would go beyond learning how to physically transform myself. It would be about transforming everything about me.
That man doesn't like change. I don't like change. I've feared it my whole life. I run from it and hide. But I want it. And I think this seminar is a great...big...step towards making change.
I take one last look at the scared little man cowering in the corner, and I think to myself, "I wonder how much change I can find under the sofa cushions?"
No risk. No reward.