Just Hit It Harder

I slammed into the post five or six times, maybe more, maybe less, I wasn’t really keeping count.

“Jack, all you are going to do is break your shoulder, you can’t knock it down by yourself.”

I didn’t acknowledge the words or even look at the speaker. I just hit it harder, but this time I did it from a different angle.

I didn’t care whether they understood what I was doing or need them to recognize that there was a method to my madness. It is possible I am intimately acquainted with insanity but it is also possible that I am crazy like a fox or so I hope.

Everyone wants to believe the risk they take is based upon genius and not madness but the thin line that separates them is the one we call success.

Taurus, The Bull

The boy who was the six million dollar man paid a visit to our house the other day. Can’t tell you what made him decide to come by or why he chose to communicate by painting the walls with images from the past but I know it was important.

Not in the sense of the Star Wars fans who ruin the movies by trying to force new interpretations but in the “you need to pay attention to the small details that you’re missing.

Sometimes people misunderstand the benefit of repeating the same actions over and over because what you are really engaged in is practice.

You take a 100 shots on goal or a 1oo swings so that when it counts you don’t freeze up. It becomes natural and your movement is fluid and relaxed.

Did I mention that the tenth or 25th time I hit the wall it came down. Never doubted I could do it, just knew I had to figure out where the weak spots were and that once I did it was just a matter of time.

That is the sort of teachable moment I want to share with my kids. Success comes from a willingness to put in the work over an extended period and an understanding that you won’t always see an immediate return on your investment.

I find it amusing to think about how arbitrary we are in determining who is a success and who is a failure.

The lines that demarcate the two are crossed and blurred in ways that we don’t always acknowledge or recognize.

Too often we focus upon money and or status symbols as being the trophies that prove we have made it, not recognizing their held by people who are hollow inside.

Time For Change

I am growing tired of the current layout of the blog and am not certain if it is really serving your needs anymore.

In a world of information overload and content shock I am beginning to think it is time to mix it up again and move to a new template that provides a cleaner look with larger pictures,

That won’t be the sole solution because ultimately the content has to measure up to what you want/need or you won’t keep reading anymore.

Those of you love the way I weave these words will stick around regardless of what it looks like here but I am enough of a realist to recognize I need to expand the approach so that more people will want to join our journey and that is another reason to change.

Don’t mistake that last ‘graph to mean I think I can do anything and that the 17 long time readers will stick around because that is not what I am saying either.

I am saying if we expand the net and provide a better reading experience we’ll capture the hearts and interest of more people.

Those who join the journey will do so because the content resonates with them and because they relate to it. A better reading experience will make it easier for them to recognize their people.

Just Hit It Harder

I tell the kids all the time they need to work hard and they need to work smart.

Just hit it harder is a misappropriation of a motto and a misunderstanding about what is going on. But as I said above, I don’t need people to like or understand it.

I just need them to get with the program or get out of the way.

And that my friends is your 15-minute free writing post for a Sunday morning. More to come later.