Getting off of the Treadmill
The title of this post may be a little confusing, but that is intentional. When one thinks of a treadmill they may think in the most literal sense, or they may think in a more figurative sense. I’ll explore the symbolic, or figurative meaning in this micropost.
Many of my recent posts have been reflective and this one is no different. Most recently I spoke of how things are never as bad or as good as they might seem. Just before that I reflected on how what might appear to be of value might later turn into something that is less than expected.
Life is a marathon, not a sprint. More specifically, life is a series of sprints where we need to take time to recharge. Many of us, present company included, have a tendency to overschedule and/or over commit. I am the guilty party in this charge. I like to work with people and I enjoy helping them, even to my own detriment.
We all need outside resources, agents, friends, whatever who will provide us perspective and guidance. These outside agents help us from being our own worst enemy. My best agent is my wife. She knows me well, warts and all, and I am blessed to have her. We have been married for over 31 years and I am still excited to see her every day, yes EVERY day.
I know my symptoms when I get over committed and I try to listen to her when she gives advice.
I would encourage each of you to have that outside agent, that friend, spouse or whomever, who can provide you this perspective and feedback.
It just may be the difference between a productive life and a mistake you will regret.
Take it from me-my wife is the best friend I have.
I try to listen to what she says.
Thanks to her for all that she does.
Who is your agent, the one who cares for you?