I don’t mean to brag, but I’m quite an accomplished grocery shopper. This is all the more surprising when you consider how rarely I’m actually allowed to shop in the first place. Apparently, I have a penchant for getting “the wrong stuff” whenever I shop. How a box of Ding Dongs made it onto the contraband list, I’ll never know.

There’s a simple secret to my shopping success: preparedness. My system is simple, and I’ll gladly share it with you, my loyal readers:

  1. I write out my list.
  2. I defiantly scrawl “Ding Dongs” at the bottom.
  3. Next to each item, I write down the “zone number” where I’ll find the item relative to my path through the store.
  4. I start in Zone 1 (produce), and I pick off each item one by one.

Simple? Yes. A bit over the top? Of course. Can you have a Ding Dong? No chance.

Thanks to my handy grocery shopping system, inefficiency is a thing of the past. Or so I thought.

It all started when my bride picked up a few cookbooks penned by celebrity chef Giada De Laurentiis. What a tasty dish. I’m referring of course to Giada’s grilled salmon with citrus salsa verde.

One day, my wife pored through the cookbooks, developed a meal plan, and headed to the store. Unfortunately, she shops using a lesser organizational system I like to call “wing it”. She returned home only to discover she was missing a few key items. She had to start cooking if we were going to eat before midnight, so she needed somebody to go back to the store.

I knew just the Ding Dong for the job.

I grabbed the small slip of missing ingredients, and I raced off. I burst into the store and glanced down at the first target on my list: fennel.

No problem. I looked high. I looked low. Nothing. I scanned every label in Zone 1. No match. I was wasting valuable seconds, sullying my super-shopper reputation in the process.

Finally, I broke down and approached a pimpled stockboy who was busy spritzing his plums.

“Fennel?” I asked with an exasperated sigh.

“Right over here,” he said, directing me to an item marked “anise”.

Um. Okay. Apparently fennel and anise are one in the same. Moving on.

Next item: cremini mushrooms. Back on track! Yet after another painstaking and fruitless search, I had to call on my new best friend a second time.

“Right over here.” He handed me a package marked “Baby Bella Mushrooms”.

My super system proved no match for these cases of double identity.

As I drove home, I began to think about how the name game applies to so much more than vegetables. Labels are powerful, and throughout the course of our goal pursuits, we need to make conscious choices when it comes to naming the things we want most in our lives. Just as one celebrity chef’s fennel is another chef’s anise, so it is with the forces that motivate us.

Let’s try a simple exercise to illustrate the point. What do you think of when you see the following word:

RELAXATION

Some of you may have conjured up an image of yourself reading a good book in a cozy chair. Others may have thought about having a soak in a warm bath. Any hammocks out there? I’m sure that each of you had a slightly different concept of what constitutes relaxation for you.

I’ve seen folks struggle when they either don’t have a clear idea about what they’d specifically like to have in their life (no name) or when they accept somebody else’s idea of what they should be pursuing (wrong name).

Here are a few quick actions you can use to win at the name game:

  1. Pick three. Think of those “big picture” ideals and values that you’d most like to have in your life. Common examples include SECURITY, FAMILY, ADVENTURE, FREEDOM, HEALTH, and LEARNING. Narrow your list to the top three.
  2. Get crystal clear. Rather than settle for some vague notion of what each of these means – what it really looks like – in your world, get specific. If you chose ADVENTURE, does that mean buying a Harley Davidson motorcycle, visiting Costa Rica, or bungee jumping? All are acceptable answers, but which is your answer? That’s the only one that counts.
  3. Plan to succeed. Take a few minutes to jot down the sequence of events that will bring that specific, named thing into your life. Work backward from the achievement until you get down to a simple action you can complete in the next 24 hours. (And then do it!)

It’s really that simple. 

I’m happy to report that I’ve bounced back from my shopping setback. I’ve even made a slight improvement to my system. The next time I head off to the store, I’ll have my list, my zones, … and a thesaurus.

As the old saying goes, when the cat’s away, the mice will play. This past weekend, my bride played the role of the cat when she traveled to spend the weekend volunteering at a fundraising event. That meant it was time for four mischievous mice – me and our three kids – to have a bit of fun.

I decided to get us started with a bang. I called out, “Who wants to go to the candy store?”

Up went a cheer. “Thanks, Dad! Mom never takes us anywhere.” The rational part of my brain recognized this as total fiction, but the larger and more primitive part of my brain basked in the glow of my awesomeness.

We piled into the family cruiser like a ravenous mob of pirates in search of sugary booty. (Tee hee.)

As we entered the candy store, I braced myself for the explosion that was about to ensue. The proverbial wonderment of “a kid in a candy store” is the stuff of legend, after all. One time, two towns over, a second-grader was ushered into a candy store, and he immediately passed out, falling face first into a large vat of gummy worms. It took paramedics two hours to get the smile off the little guy’s face.

I stood at a safe distance as I held the basket that would soon be filled with loot. This was going to be great!

My 13-year old daughter struck first. I was beaming with pride. Here we go! My face sunk as she deposited a small Bit-o-Honey and a single butterscotch hard candy.

I looked down at the basket and muttered, “That’s it?”

“Yeah, I don’t really like candy.”

“What the-?” I calmed myself and attributed her laissez-faire attitude to a hormone imbalance or some other teen malady her mother could handle when she came home.

My son emerged next. He placed one bag of Swedish red fish in the basket. My youngest daughter followed quickly behind with a single bag of red licorice. In unison, they informed me that they were ready to check out.

Who the hell broke my kids? They were sucking all the fun out of our adventure! I decided to take matters into my own hands. I grabbed a large, colorful “Sour Burger” and asked, “What about this one?”

“It has artificial flavors.” My son pointed pointing to the packaging and shot me a look that lie somewhere between disappointment and outright pity. “Plus, it’s not a good value for the money.”

“Don’t look at me,” my daughter followed. “I hate sour.”

“So we’re done here?” I asked. The trio nodded. I trudged off to the register where the total damage came to a whopping $1.10.

After my disappointment subsided, I realized there was a life lesson behind our little excursion.

When it comes to setting goals, I tend to react like a normal kid in a candy store. If I see somebody climbing a mountain, I say to myself “Ooh, I want to do that!” If I see an author discussing her book on television, “Ooh, I want to read that.” It’s just that I love so many things in life that I can’t wait to try them all.

My kids, on the other hand, selected their candy in much the same way I encourage my clients to choose their goals:

  • Decide which criteria are most important to you
  • Have the courage to prioritize
  • Choose a goal that’s not too big and not too small
  • Choose a goal based on what you want and not what others want
  • Start small and take on more over time

Even though I didn’t get the Willy Wonka reaction I had expected, I’m glad we went to the candy store. When it comes to setting goals, I’m going to work hard to keep my own sweet tooth in check.

Thanks, kids. Now go to bed!

Every awards show on television now features about 6.5 hours of “celebs entering the building” red carpet coverage. I love that moment when the fashion journalist asks the hard-hitting question:

“Who are you wearing?”

The responses usually include design superstars such as Stella McCartney, Alexander McQueen, Valentino, or in Bjork‘s case, Jack Hanna.

Choosing a designer works for B-List celebs, but it won’t work for you.

That’s because successful living means living the life you’ve purposefully and uniquely designed for yourself.

Don’t live your life on autopilot, and don’t outsource the design of your life to somebody else. Hit the drafting board, roll up your sleeves, and draw up the way you really want your life to look. Then work like hell to make it a reality.

Add in a few swan feathers if it makes you feel better. Hey, it’s your life.

I stood in awe and marveled at the masterpiece splayed out before me. There were no trumpets or fanfare, but I had done it alright: I had just made the perfect sandwich.

It all started when I began foraging for summer leftovers in the fridge. My keen eye darted about as if I were Monet looking for just the right shade of red. (Sacre bleu!)

I carefully extracted a few key ingredients:

  • Chicken patty (left by my lacto-ovo-pesco-pollo vegetarian teenage daughter)
  • Beef patty (left by my omnivorous-pass-the-wildebeest-you-big-sally bride)
  • Cheese (duh)
  • Bacon (because at this point, why not?)

As is my usual custom, I cut my sandwich in half before eating it. Upon further consideration, this seemed a bit odd. There was zero chance I wouldn’t be finishing this baby, so why the seemingly unnecessary extra step?

It turns out that I like the natural break that comes between two halves of an award-winning sandwich. In the same spirit, I also enjoy the personal development opportunity that comes at the mid-point of a calendar year. The halfway point gives us a chance to reevaluate our progress against our annual goals.

You probably don’t have a sandwich handy, so for the next few minutes, you may as well focus on the mid-year goals thing.

Here are a few suggestions to help you make the most of your mid-year break:

  •  Reflect. Life can be all-consuming at times. Take some time to think through your progress-to-date. What’s gone well? What’s gone poorly? What would you like to change moving forward?
  • Recommit. If things are going well, and you’re making good progress, remind yourself why you started in the first place. Recharge your energy stores by confirming that things are going well and reaffirming that you won’t stop until you’re victorious!
  • Reconfigure. Let’s face it: Change happens. This is a great time to make adjustments to your execution, your plan, or even your goals themselves. Better to mix things up than to give up altogether.
  • Restart. I realize that we don’t always eat our vegetables, we don’t always pay our bills on time, and we don’t always write down our goals. If you can’t produce a handy list of goals you set for yourself back in January, now’s your chance. Start simple by writing one goal on one Post-It note and then stick it someplace you’ll see it every day. Take that, vegetables!

How will you take advantage of this year’s mid-point? Don’t miss this great opportunity to redouble those efforts that are serving you well or to set out on a new course toward “you at your best”.

Like a perfect sandwich, this tasty time of year won’t be around forever!

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If you’re extremely nosy, you may be interested in my own mid-year review. I have to admit that the goals I set at the beginning of this year were fairly basic compared to those I’ve set in years past. Hey, even us cowgirls get the blues sometimes.

I decided to restart and set some new goals for the second half of my year. I’ll spend the weekend going back to delve into the specifics, but my primary focus will be getting my Coaching Software business off the ground. I’m also going to write a second book, just in case you’ve been enjoying Goals Gone Wild! and still want more yummy goodness. Finally, I’m seriously considering training for an Ironman Triathlon. (I don’t swim well or own a bike, so I expect it will take me 2-3 years to get ready for that one.)

Wish me luck, and let us know what goals you’ve set for yourself using the comments below!

ImageIn a few short weeks, all eyes will be on London. No, there’s not going to be a Spice Girls reunion, although that would be extremely awesome. I’m referring instead to the upcoming Olympic Games. Starting July 27th, the world’s most accomplished athletes will compete to become a part of history. Laps will be swum. Records will be shattered. Spectators will overpay for something they could’ve watched on TV for free.

Here are some of the things you can expect to see during the upcoming Olympics:

  • 10-year old gymnasts flipping about as if they were full of helium
  • The beaming pride of each medal winner who stands atop the podium
  • Hurdlers coming way too close to scraping themselves “down there”
  • 25 commercials every hour from McDonalds, the official restaurant of the Olympic Games (This makes sense, because whenever I see Grimace, I think “Olympian”.)

At the same time, there are plenty of things you won’t see:

  • 10,000+ hours of grueling training in preparation for 0:46 seconds of performance
  • The fear, uncertainty, and doubt every athlete feels at some point along the way to London
  • The countless supporters who helped each athlete achieve his or her dream
  • A single, solitary athlete eating at McDonalds

This seen/unseen phenomenon equally applies to our own goal pursuits. You may not be trying to launch a 16 pound lead ball more than 20 meters, but you most likely want excel at some important area in your life. You may want to earn a figurative gold medal as a paralegal, a parent, a student, an executive, or even a Cockney chimney sweep.

Whatever your chosen area of endeavor, there will be some aspects of your pursuits that others will see and some that nobody will see. That’s just the way it works.

In the spirit of the games, consider these seen/unseen questions:

  • If I were to ask your family, friends, and co-workers how you’re trying to “go for the gold”, what would they say?
  • How do you feel when someone close to you doesn’t consider or appreciate the behind-the-scenes effort you’re expending?

Even if you’re not an Olympian, you should still have the mindset of a champion. (Colorful spandex optional.) You should strive to excel in your goal pursuits and be prepared to endure some amount of struggle as you work to realize your true potential.

The best part is that you don’t have to wait until July 27th to get started. You’re on the clock. What will you show us next?

I chose the subway for my trip into Boston this morning. “The T” is a pretty great system overall, but I don’t take it very often.

I slipped my Charlie Card into the turnstyle, and I took my time as I wandered to the escalator up to the platform. The sun is shining, and I was well ahead of schedule, so why hurry?

About halfway up the escalator, I heard the sharp bell of a train that was about to depart. Two women ahead of me on the escalator sprinted up the stairs with a shot. I stood frozen in place. By the time I reached the top, the train’s doors had closed. Inside, I saw two women panting and laughing at me.

“No problem,” I thought as I boarded the open train on the adjacent track. This will do just fine. As I sat for another ten minutes – waiting, pleading for that bell – I wasn’t fine at all. My window of opportunity had closed, and unlike our two sprinter friends, I was left to deal with the consequences.

Let’s see if we can’t turn my minor morning inconvenience a lesson in successful living. (I love it when we do that!)

We rarely hear a literal bell when a window of opportunity opens. How do you sense one in your life?

It’s too late for me on this subway trip, but some windows are still open. What window of opportunity is currently open for you, and what can you do to make sure you don’t miss it?

I’m kinda glad that I missed the first train. I hope that the bigger lesson might help me make sure I don’t miss out on the next really important opportunity that comes my way.

Sometimes it’s better to take the leap rather than invite the consequences of a missed opportunity.

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When I began my new life as an entrepreneur, I knew that I was going to experience several lifestyle adjustments. I counted on long days, sleepless nights, and much more. There was one thing I hadn’t considered, however. Now that I work from home, I get to play a small role in making sure my kids are ready for school and out the door on time.

My 9-year old poses a particular challenge in this regard. It isn’t that she’s irresponsible or that she doesn’t get there eventually, it’s just that her style and mine are diametrically opposed. I prefer order, and she prefers to see what I look like when my head is about to explode. Surprises are for birthdays in my book. In her world, surprises are the greatest thing ever.

One night, I decided that I would lead by example. After dinner, I walked her to my bedside, and I showed her that I had neatly laid out my clothes for the following morning’s routine. This way, I explained, I was certain to maintain a drama-free zone and start my day right. This gesture, of course, had absolutely no impact.

The next morning, we found ourselves rushing about yet again, looking for a missing shoe. Why a shoe would be more than three inches from its mate, I’ll never know. I felt myself becoming frustrated once again, but rather than react, I stopped to consider the situation more deeply. I tried to look at her with fresh eyes. I began to appreciate the way pinballs through life. The truth is that she’s so many things that I’m not. She’s spontaneous and outgoing. She’s effervescent. She’s a free spirit. It’s like I’m from Mars and she’s from you’ve-got-to-be-kidding-me-why-are-you-just-standing-here-when-you-should-be-looking-for-your-shoe.

Think of it this way: Picasso would never scowl at his palette and scream “Red! Why can’t you be more like blue?” Red is red, blue is blue, and each makes its respective contribution to the masterpiece.

We have to remember to accept the natural and desirable differences between us even when the results don’t feel particularly desirable in the moment. We can come to appreciate that people aren’t always going to behave exactly the way we want or interact with us exactly the way we want all the time. It may take a bit of effort and selflessness, but we can almost always find a blend that works.

How about you? Are you expending energy to change someone in your life? If so, how might accepting the reds and blues around you free up that energy for more constructive pursuits?

If you’re working 100x as hard to change yourself as you are to change someone else, then I’d say that you have the ratio just about right. If not, consider giving acceptance a try. Acceptance doesn’t constitute admitting defeat but rather opens up a new possibility. Acceptance can create the space and energy you need to be at your best.

Take a moment to appreciate – even to celebrate – that the “people palette” in your life is full of brilliant colors. You may begin to see those around you with fresh eyes. You may even catch a glimpse of a masterpiece that was there the whole time.

When you’re done, do me a favor and check behind your couch for a lonely shoe. At this point, it could be anywhere.

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