Have you ever heard anyone say this? The most recent occurrence for me was last year when my wife and I were discussing joining CrossFit. She wanted to get in shape, but not too much. She didn’t want to wake up one morning finding herself unable to fit into her shirt on account of her huge lats.
Last Saturday on our every-other-weekly trip to the acupuncturist in Santa Monica, Candace and I had an interesting conversation. (This is what happens when you sit in a car for 2+ hours in awesome LA traffic). We were talking about how certain things can affect your state of mind.
I was just reading back on a journal of mine from 1999 and noticed I was obsessed with how far away I was from where I thought I should be on the piano. I had an ideal – to have enough competency to become a touring musician. I knew I was far from that milestone and reminded myself every night when I wrote.
I am slow. I mean it. Everything I do is slow. I think slow, I act slow, I read slow, I work out slow. I even burp slow. I’m just slow and everything I do is slow (except eat food).
Why am I doing what I’m doing? Oh yeah – it was 2001 and I had nowhere else to go. As a substitute teacher I had the summer off and as an aspiring musician I was drifting about aimlessly. Aimless and nothing to do: that’s how I got into the insurance business.
When I say “Toastmasters,” I’m not talking about heating bread or spreading butter, even though I always make that joke and it’s always funny (to me). What I’m talking about is the world’s premier speaking organization.