Putting out Sprinklers

I tend to complain about things I have no control over. I’m not naturally positive — I have to work at it. And some days I don’t work hard enough.

The current drought is pissing me off. I refuse to water because, well, I hate dumping money on my lawn. But this drought has gotten severe — to the point even trees are dying. The Reservoir is down and if anyone who is reading this knows what Yazoo Clay is, you know your house is probably doing a dance right now, too. I’m mad as hell and can’t do a thing about it. Last time I checked, I’m not in charge of making it rain.

I was fussing about it the other day and my wife, a woman who I respect, looks at me and says, “Quit complaining. You can’t make it rain but you can put out the sprinklers.”

She’s right. Yeah, I’m going to have to spend some money. But I can control the things I can control.

Boy it sure is easy to get overwhelmed these days. Watch the news and you’ll see what I mean. You have so many things to worry about. I know. I’ve seen my job do somersaults. Add to it the challenge of raising upstanding kids and worrying about ill parents — well, you get it. Life’s not a cake walk. It’s not even a Little Debbie walk.

So, I look in the mirror and make the changes I can make. I put out the sprinklers instead of complaining about no rain.

And the world around me is greener for it.

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The Adventures of an Awkward Athlete: Chapter 13 — Embracing the suck.

First of all, I am thankful I workout outside on a football field when it’s dark. Why? I know I look super stupid when I’m going through the drills.

It’s the awkward part of the title of this blog. It’s a proven fact that I am NOT graceful in anyway when I workout. Or pretty much the rest of my life.

OK, that’s out of the way.

We did a cool drill where we had to jump up five times and grab our knees. When done, we ran five yards and did a pushup. Then we ran another five yards and did five more jumps. Rinse and repeat all the way down the football field. Then we ran back.

If that sounds like it might slightly suck, well, you would be correct. It definitely winded me. But somewhere around midfield I had an epiphany. (I might have been a lack of oxygen). Each motion became more than just survival. It became about getting better. And stronger.

I leaned into the exercise instead of fighting it. I embraced the suck.

It was a change in mindset. I quit worrying about being tired and started being a warrior.

Now to carry that into the rest of my day.

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The World Needs You

Make a difference by being a bright light in a dark world.

Make a difference by being a bright light in a dark world.

Tough times require tough people.

You must be tough mentally, physically and emotionally. And you can’t allow others to manipulate your feelings and steal your joy. They have agendas and fears. Don’t play their game — you’ll lose every time.

Self-discipline, even when the world seems like it is falling down around you, is the boat that will carry you through the storm. Don’t depend on others to understand, care or support you. But do understand, care and support them. That’s what will give you strength. Pay your blessings forward. Because it’s not about what you receive –– it’s about what you give. The Universe will return the love back to you.

Train your brain, your lungs and your heart. You’ll need all three to be strong. Read good books. Learn to breath deeply and methodically. Stretch and exercise. Build a seawall to protect you from life’s storms.

It’s true the world doesn’t owe you a thing — but you can give so much back to it. Light your inner flame and be the bright spot in a dark time.

When you are strong, negative people shrivel like a salted slug.

Be strong. Be tough. The world needs you.

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Class Notes: September 24, 2015

We need to wrap up reading Michael Hyatt’s book Platform:

Read Chapters 8,9,10,11,12,13,14 and 15 before the next test. I will go through some of the high points today.  I am also bringing a copy of my Social Media/Marketing plan for my book for you to see. We’ll discuss it and why I am doing the things I’m doing. That will give you a better idea as you are setting yours up. I want you to write yours up like mine and bring it to me by next Thursday’s class.

Tuesday is field trip day.  We will start at the Clarion-Ledger. Being on time is imperative. YOU MUST BE THERE ON TIME.  Dustin Barnes, the online/Social Media expert at the paper, has agreed to take time out of his busy schedule to meet with you. If you show up late, that is disrespectful to him. We’ll also meet with several of the editors and writers at the paper. And I’ll introduce you to some of the advertising staff as well. When we are done, we will head across the street to the Mississippi Museum of Art for the taping. It is either at 9 a.m. or at 10. If at 10, I will introduce you to the staff and you can see how a shoot is set up. But you can leave at regular time.

There is free parking at The Clarion-Ledger. There is a lot across from the Police station on Pascagoula Street.  Head toward the Interstate from JSU and the lot is to the left next to the CL.

I REPEAT: YOU MUST BE ON TIME. 

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The Adventures of an Awkward Athlete: Chapter 12 We’re the Stories We Tell

inchwormWe’re the stories we tell.

I was reminded of that this morning as I was inch-worming across the football field. When I participated in my first bootcamp, the inch-worm was my nemesis. I just couldn’t do them. I knew I’d never get any better at them. And I didn’t for a long, long time. You know why? I was convinced I sucked at them. So I did.

Then I changed my story I was telling myself — and now I’m one the fastest inch-wormer on the field. One thing doing PLS has taught me — once you get your mind out of the way, your body can do amazing things.

Let me repeat that: Once you get your mind out of the way, your body can do amazing things.

But you have to change your story. And that’s hard. First you have to figured out what your story is going to be. Then you have to attack it will gusto. That’s even harder. Change is scary. I know first hand.

I caught up with a couple of friends lately. Both had been laid off from their dream jobs a few years ago. One has recovered and is thriving. The other, well, he’s not doing so well. I listened to their stories about how the past seven years have treated them. The one who is failing was still a martyr. He got screwed. It’s not fair. He’d given up hope. I’d put my kids’ meager college fund on the line to say his life won’t get better.

Why? His story is that he is a victim. Being a victim won’t take you very far.

Do I think he has a right to be angry? Hell, yes. I have a few scars myself and I get where he’s coming from. But being pissed off won’t do him any good. He has to change his story.

My second friend struggled at first but eventually found a new job. It wasn’t perfect for him, but he busted his butt and other doors began to open up. I asked him about his layoff and he said. “Yeah, it sucked. But quickly realized it was a blessing in disguise. It forced me out of my comfort zone and got me busy.” He did get busy and his life is better than it was seven years ago.

I felt myself sitting up straighter as I listened to him. That’s the story I want to hear. It’s the storyI want to tell.

I look back at my failures over the past few years. They are all mine. I own them. I didn’t cause some of them initially — but my poor reaction to them allowed them to fester. I’ve succeeded when I owned up to my mistakes and attacked. I’ve failed when I became a martyr.

That was food for thought as I inch-wormed across the football field at 5 a.m. I have stories I need to change. I will do just that. One inch-worm at a time.

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Social Media Campaign

The secret of promoting on social media is creating a campaign that doesn’t seem like a campaign. You have to have the classic advertising maxims involved (three to five insertions of an add to get attention — something I learned back in the stone ages). But you also have to give your target market content that is relevant and engaging. How does what you post matter to them?  If fact there are several others you must ask yourself before you begin (and during your campaign):

  1. Is my content engaging?
  2. What platforms would be the most effective?
  3. What content would work best on each platform? (Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Periscope, YouTube, SnapChat — you get the point.)
  4. What frequency should I post?
  5. What hashtag should I use?
  6. Should I mix in traditional media?
  7. How long will my campaign need to last?
  8. How can I get people to share my content?
  9. How can I engage my audience?
  10. Who is my market?

In the old days, you’d try to raise awareness.  Today, you have to engage people or they won’t pay attention.

11011937_10156002822140721_722444481967717199_oIn 43 days, I launch my book, Chainsaws & Casseroles. Not only am I the audience, but I am also the publisher (I own a small company that publishes my books). That means I have to all the work before I can reap the rewards. I will share with you my social media marketing plan.

“In preparing for battle I have always found that plans are useless, but planning is indispensable.” Gen. Dwight D. Eisenhower.

For me, the process of planning is what makes the difference. Like war, once we started, things change. But today, I will work through my plan and help you set up yours.

Be thinking about what you are going to promote. We will do this project for four weeks and it will be a big part of your participation grade.

Also, on  Sept. 29, we will have a field trip to the Mississippi Museum of Art for a social media/MPB event.  I am also working on getting details put together for a quick visit to the Clarion-Ledger. I’ll give you details on Thursday, Sept. 24.

 

 

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The Adventures of an Awkward Athlete: Chapter 11 The secret of success.

Woody Allen, the famous director and husband of Mia Farrow’s adopted daughter, once said “Eighty percent of success is showing up.” I will add an addition to that — “One hundred percent of failure is not showing up.” (Unless you were late to board the Titanic of course).

Last night, I drove in from Atlanta. It was a long, emotional day and I was exhausted from the seven-hour drive (thanks Atlanta rush hour). I finally fell asleep at midnight. When my alarm went off at 3:55 a.m., I felt dizzy from my lack of sleep — but I got up anyway. I went to my PLS bootcamp and pushed myself through my fatigue.

I could have slept another hour. I’m not sure it would have done me much good, though. But I know the workout did. Because it proved to me that I can push through fatigue. And it shows me that I can show up on time and get the job done — even when I’m exhausted mentally and physically.

That’s huge.

We are entering an economy where no one cares if you are tired. They don’t care if you don’t feel like being there. If you aren’t there one time and ready to go, the person hiring you will replace you with someone who is there and ready to go. I try to stress that to my kids. And I try to stress that to my students.

If you are a dreamer, you have to learn how to perform when you are half-asleep. This morning I did. I showed up. And I’m thankful for it.

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Adventures of an Awkward Athlete: Chapter 10 — The Long Run

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Adventures of an Awkward Athlete: Chapter 10 — The Long Run

The alarm went off at 5:30 and I hit the road at 6:15 for a leisurely long run. My legs and body felt strong but I had a slight burn in my left IT Band. That’s from tight back and leg muscles — mainly from sitting on my butt all day. I stopped and stretched a few times. I also took a bunch of pictures because the sunrise was particularly stunning.

I did something today that I couldn’t have done 30 years ago — I ran 13.1 miles. That’s worthy of note. Getting old is in the mind. Yes, there are days when I feel my chronological age. But for the most part, I feel better now than I did when I was 25.

So here are a few of the things I saw today:
1. An alligator. He probably was eight-feet long and was floating out near the boat docks near Cock of the Walk. I waved. He smiled back.
2. The sunrise. I mean the exact moment when the sun peeked over the eastern horizon. I caught a photo of it as it winked at my favorite oak tree.
3. Several friends out on the trail. Jackson has a great running community.
4. An egret.
5. A man sitting on the shoreline meditating and praying.
6. More of the shoreline. The Reservoir is down quite a bit because of the drought.
7. A lone sailboat sail toward the sun.
8. A deer running through the woods.
9. The world slowly wake up.
10. My smile from the satisfaction that I ran a half marathon in training today.

13.1 miles. Not bad for an old man. Not bad for a guy who’s going to stick around for the long run.

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Smooth Stones

179196622_XSI sat this morning and talked with a good friend about bad times. We both have a plateful of challenges; the discussion was a cathartic experience for both of us.

Look around. Everyone around you has trouble in their lives. As they say, the only people who don’t have problems are in the graveyard. It’s what you do with the challenges that makes the difference. Do you whine about them? Do you face them head-on like a mariner would a storm?

I choose to allow my problems to change me for the better. Stones don’t become smooth in calm waters. I also promise to find joy and pay it forward.

I can only control what I can control. And my attitude is right at the top of the list.

It’s all about smooth stones.

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The Adventures of an Awkward Athlete: Chapter 9 — The Endurance Run

I feel  a certain pride in this field. It's where I bust my butt every morning.

I feel a certain pride in this field. It’s where I bust my butt every morning.

The Endurance Run is one of my favorite things we do at my PLS bootcamp. It’s 50+ minutes of perpetual motion. You start with quick-three foot ladders laid out over 100 yards down the football field. Then you go back down the field doing high knees, crab walks and hopscotch. Then you go back up the field shuffling through dummies, then bear crawling for 20 yards. Then you sprint forward and backwards through a zig-zag of cones to the end zone. When you’re done on the field, you run the stairs of the stadium. When finished, you run past the stadium and do 20 pushups. Now this is where is got interesting: We then ran the loop road around Madison Central High School (we only did it once). I don’t know how far it was but it was probably 3/4 of a mile at least. We then reentered the stadium and lifted 25 lb. plates over our heads and in front of us. We then ran to a set of hand weights and did 20 jumping jacks. We then did a lap on the track (1/4 miles), stopping once to do 10 burpees. Then we started it all over again.

There is no stopping. There is no resting. I completed it three times.

It was a perfect metaphor for today. I taught my class, wrote four ideas, drew one of them, taped a radio interview and then went to a photo shoot for the Diabetes Foundation of Mississippi. I also returned several phone calls and sent some invoices. I’m about about to head to my son’s soccer game.

There is no stopping. There is no resting. I’m still trying to complete it.

One thing I learned when running a marathon is that you have to learn how to rest while you are moving. There are those moments — like when you are headed downhill — when you can allow your heart rate to lower a bit. Today, after my radio interview, I went outside and sat down on the curb of the radio station and made some calls. It was the first chance I had today to catch my breath. I took several deep breaths and felt a moment of peace.

Today’s Endurance Run was tough but excellent training for what I had ahead of me. Sometimes life is like that. You just have to learn how rest on the fly.

I’m just thankful I didn’t puke.

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