Some words give us confidence and courage. The word “should” is not one of them.
But this isn’t a story about that trip. Or even my first months in San Francisco which turned into now six-and-a-half years here. This is a story about what that six-and-a-half-year-old me would have given to know what present me is up to.
Process over outcomes
Separating the plan from the expectation
Time to bring it back to basics: just me and the running.
I am an overthinker. I ponder, I pontificate, I do everything in my power to think a problem to death. To suffocate it with details and research, to drive the final nail with a resolute hammer of a choice, only to then wonder if I put the nail in the right corner or the right coffin.
Of all those times I asked the question, “Why would you DO that,” how many times did I stop and answer the question? (Concluding that they’re an idiot doesn’t count.)
Noting how the stories in our heads start, about ourselves and about others Each morning, I start my day with a ten-minute meditation using the Headspace app. There is a technique called “noting” that is used in some of the series, including the one I’m doing now. In meditation, this is the skill of noticing… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: Death Spiral
In a world of click-bait and marketing and advice-giving (because now everyone with an internet connection is an expert), this is the time of year we get inundated with end-of-year lists. The best of, the worst of, top 10s, top 50s, of last year. The ways to make next year the greatest ever - what… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: That Time of Year
It is one of those mornings I sit down to write without a plan, without even a fragment of an idea. I woke with my mind buzzing around all I have to do today. It was tempting to let the buzzing take over, to eschew my normal Tuesday morning routine in favor of a little… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: Unknown