I’ve found myself in this space before. My writing slacked off due to, well, tons of stuff and it becomes hard to get back to it. In fact, much like an exercise program or that diet you want to start, it becomes about tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll start. But we know…

This morning I woke up to the sound of Outlook alerting me to the fact that a prospective client had declined a calendar invitation I sent. In the work I do — coaching and bringing the value of coaching to leaders and their teams — this is never a great…

If you know me, coach with me, or have occasionally read my posts, you’ve probably gathered that I’m a sucker for the Rocky movies — you can add the Creed movies in there as well. …

(Wow, will anyone read that long title?) This morning I went for a run that, as I noted in my training journal, sucked (yes, that’s a technical term). I say that because since I’ve been back to running after my injury, I’ve been moving along nicely. By that I mean…

I am incredibly grateful to be in the recovery stage of an overuse injury in my legs — no doubt it’s connected to what my wife would describe as my compulsive running over the past 17 years. She’s not wrong. I love a routine and, as I’ve continued to get…

Several years ago, a terrific book came out called Don’t Sweat The Small Stuff and It’s All Small Stuff. I enjoyed Richard Carlson’s writing which reminded us to be grateful for the important things in our life. …

When I was in elementary school, one of my classmates could turn his eyelids inside and out. It was absolutely gross, yet it was the type of thing that everyone would ask him to do every day. He was well-known around school as “that kid who could turn his eyelids…

Over the past two months or so, I’ve been wrapping up a book I’ve been working on. After a few weeks of noodling around the edges — a different word choice here, a better verb there — I decided my creation had to be released into the wild. In other…

This is the phrase I had in my head this morning. Maybe it’s because I’ve been a fan of Judy Collins ever since my mom took me to one of her concerts way back in 1973. It’s not exactly one of my favorites among her songs (in fact, someone else…