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Why I Resolved not to Make a Resolution this Year

We are a week into the new year and many resolutions have been broken already. The weights at the gym were just too heavy, that piece of pie was giving me the evil eye. You know the drill, resolutions usually well, they usually suck. That is why I resolved not to make a resolution this year and you should too! I know that’s a bit crude and offensive. When is the last time you made a goal on new years and kept it? Exactly!  Just like every other person you woke up with a resolution hangover. I don’t have a resolution hangover, do you? Click To Tweet Instead of taking one day a year to attack everything you think you want to change. Take baby steps, one goal at a time, one day at a time. I know there are many financial coaches and personal trainers cursing me right about now. But you know I am right. Instead of waking up January 2nd, 7th or even February 1st with the realization that you failed at your goals once again. Wake up today and work on them today. Make it better than yesterday, then tomorrow repeat. I resolved not to make any resolutions! Click To Tweet It is not that I am going to wander through this year into next aimless and without purpose. In fact, I bought this awesome calendar and planner from my friend Kelsey to just the opposite! I am just not going to be bound by the statistic that I will break […]

Do You Have Mighty Big Shoes to Fill?

Growing up I heard that I had  “mighty big shoes to fill” quite often. Many people grow up thinking they want to be like someone else. Whether we are trying to follow the footsteps of our father, or in my case grandfather or some other person we want to be like. The shoes we long to fill seem unobtainable and never the right size or fit. Shoes are usually pretty personal, I don’t know too many guys that share their sneakers with their friends. Yet we spend much of our lives trying to fill the shoes of others before us. We spend our childhood looking up to others. It could be a family member, friend, or even a church or community leader. Hoping to be like them, we change who we were born to be. Sometimes we spend such an effort to be like someone else we begin to forget who we really are. We might talk differently, hang out with an unusual crowd. Maybe we work at places that challenge our morals, all just to be like someone else who we think has it all. I’ve got big shoes to fill. This is my chance to do something. I have to seize the moment. ~ Andrew Jackson All the meanwhile we ignore God’s design for our own lives. Getting consumed by the expectations of others we fail to see our creators fingerprints and true beauty. Forgoing our own destiny we chase after dreams, fancy clothes and fast cars trying to fill a void we […]

Are You Really Crushing It?

If you are like me you are pretty competitive. Okay maybe really really competitive at times. That’s a good thing right?
Like many people I am trying to get a few things done. Since I sit at a desk in a cubicle for my day job. I bought a FitBit Surge to improve my health. Replacing the FitBit Flex I had been using so I could better track my 10,000 steps. Crushing it right.. wrong! I am in a Facebook group where some people treat the 10,000 steps as a starting point.
I set a blogging goal for myself, even committed to my readers (you can see here). Although I control my own destiny I failed. Instead of blogging three times a week, I currently average …. that’s not crushing it. Sure my stats have improved with my consistency. Compared to other bloggers it is just a drop on the edge of the bucket. See not even enough to make a ripple.. so not yet crushing it.
Then there is school, yes I am in my eh hem forties and in school. Finishing what many of my friends and colleagues did a long time ago. I will graduate this May (God willing). Did I crush it .. nope.
I mean sure I have been on the dean’s list and president’s list every term since I went back. Sure I will finally have my degree after many years of blood sweat and alot of tears. I struggled.