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I suck, I lost

Ok not really; especially on the post directly after talking about the power of words to build us up.

The results came in and the winner was not me…or the guy I thought should have won…or any of the other speeches/speakers that I really liked.  But I also was not the judge nor was I offering a scholarship so needless to say it wasn’t my call.

It is very hard to get better with victory.  Sports illustrates this so well in that there are so few professional teams that repeat and win championships in consecutive years.  It is through loss and defeat that teams get better, grow, and ultimately learn how to win.  It is a process that has been repeated in sports, business, love, and politics.  So I’ll take my setback and build from it, but what did I learn?

I’m still pretty good

i am far, far from being good-good, but I’ve still got some talent when the lights are turned on.  I’m seriously not polished and that’s ok, because I haven’t been working on it in years, but with limited time I put something together that resonated with people.  Ultimately speakers have to do just that, we will always be hyper critical of each other and ourselves, but when your 9th grade history teacher hears it and likes it, you know you’ve done something right.

I can reach people

Three minutes is an impossibly short amount of time to craft a message.  Eight days to create said message is also incredibly short.  I wish I could publish some of the things that were sent to me privately about the speech.  You can see the response on my Facebook wall.  It is a very small sample size and most of the people who viewed it know me and care about me, but they were not required to give input.  The best part is the people who don’t already love me, that found a way to reach out to me and say a kind word.

I’ve got to be my number one fan

I have a ton of people who love me and support me.  It is impossible to succeed at anything without support.  But I’m not going to be able to convince people who don’t love me to love me until I love me…the most.  I’ve never lacked in confidence, but conviction and belief are a different part of the equation.  The fan line has to begin directly behind me.

Keep writing

I’ve got to keep at it, it is an art.  Writing blog posts, writing short speeches, and writing bigger things.  I’ve got to use the inspiration in my mind and put it out there.  As a 1b to this, I’ve got to produce stuff and put it on social media.  People that don’t love me aren’t going to find me if I just sit in my living room talking to myself.

Find a mentor

This is old business logic.  Find someone who is further along than you and learn from them.  If I actually want to do something with this little bit of skill I have, I’m going to have to have someone directly help me.  There are no shortcuts to the top.

I’ve got a ton of ideas.  Some are motivational, some are about fitness and weight loss, some are directional, and some are just fun.  I really don’t know what to do next…but I’ll do something; I promise.

Ciao

SK

Ps…Here’s the winner

Mustard juice, ewwwwww!

So tonight for dinner I made a patty melt.  Anyone that knows me in real life realizes that I am a horrible cook.  I try to keep it really simple.  So how difficult can a cheeseburger with onions really be.  Another one of my food issues is that I take a lot of care in place my condiments.  They need to go in a specific order and look a specific way (I know, I hear the OCD phone ringing).  So as I was preparing my sandwich I reached for some spicy brown mustard and as I squeezed I got the worst thing ever…

MUSTARD JUICE 😦

That yucky mustard water substance that does nothing but make the bread wet.  It took me a moment to regroup, shake the bottle, brush the water off, and continue my dinner.  A perfectly good sandwich was almost ruined by a little wet surprise.  I hate it when that happens.

I guess this isn’t really about the mustard or the mustard juice or the meal at all.  Really it is just a metaphor of disappointment.  I was so excited to bite into my patty melt.  It looked good and I was hungry and then all of a sudden it wasn’t quite as good anymore because it was wet instead of properly condimented.  Now I did eat it and it was good but for that snapshot in time, I was down.

I think we all have those snapshots a lot more often than we choose to recognize.  Whether it is when your team looses (and lately that has been waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much) or actually something serious concerning a family member or your job, we face these disappointments all the time.  Now most of us don’t really have time to reflect and deal with them.  When you are sad you missed a two-day sale at Kohl’s and your shirt just went up five dollars you still have to get the groceries, clean the bathroom, and get to the lunch appointment on time.  Dwelling on the missed sale is probably inappropriate and a waste of time.  But are we desensitizing ourselves to being down and sad.

I know that I hate sad.  A big part of my personal struggles revolve around covering up my sadness.  I have drowned myself in partying, work, and fantasy sports over the years to help “medicate” my sad.  I have heard more than a few times in life “why can’t you just sit in it?”.  It is very hard for me to just be in a funk.  So rather than be funky, there are so many times in my life that I have chosen to gloss over the emotion.  This is a great way to deal with things except for the fact that I’m not really dealing with things.  And not dealing with things has a way of a) making them get bigger and b) having them continue to occur.  So instead of making things better a lot of times I make things worse.

When I was younger a UGA football loss would be devastating.  I would be sad, mad, frustrated, and upset.  For some reason I thought the best way to deal with this disappointment was to find my way to the bottom of a bottle many times and drown my sorrows.  As info, it doesn’t work.  The first problem is that I had absolutely nothing to do with the game outcome and was taking it as if I made the fumble.  The second problem was that my team will always loose again at some point.  My process for dealing with the pain was quite flawed.

Now I don’t think that the losses bother me less now that I’m older, but with a little wisdom and perspective I no longer fish for victories in the bottom of a pitcher of beer.  I make Facebook posts and call the sports talk radio station and vent with friends.  Small steps but steps that allow me to get out of me that which drives me to make bad decisions in response to college kids missing a field goal.

This is a small and somewhat silly example but it is similar to how I have dealt with many things in my life.  I have also noticed many of my friends and family coping with things in their own ways to get over the hurt.  Some drink, some smoke, some run, some surf the web, and some read.  Non of these items by themselves are bad but so many of us do them rather than “just sit in it”.

So how about this for an open forum…

If you are sitting in something, feel free to post it.  You can go anonymous if you like, but feel free to put it out there.  It may just be the first step in easing the pain.  And I’ll go first (but you will have to read the comments to see what I said).

Ciao

SK

“A perfect opportunity”

MonaVie

Quixtar

Ingnite

The national company

Q:  What do these things all have in common?

A:  Someone has offered me all these “opportunities” in the last calendar year.

For those of you that know me you know that I like to talk.  And with that talking comes a lot of friends.  I know a lot of people from all over the place and I love meeting new ones.  People are FASCINATING!  One of the byproducts of my natural “chatty-cathy doll” syndrome is I am often a target for network marketers (and life insurance companies too).  I have the one resource that network marketers covet and that is friends and I would really like to keep these people as my friends and not make every contact a “sales call”.  But the latest offer got me to thinking about my opportunity and my resources.

Being that I am still searching for full-time work, getting a lot of “no-fee” speaking engagements, and generally not contributing much to the gross national product, I lose sight sometimes of the opportunities that I have.  Lemons and lemonade get old after a while, but it is always a combination that works.

Because of the time that I had after loosing my job I was able to really focus on the speech contest-Lemonade

Because I am flexible with my time I get to get my son off the bus from school-Lemonade

Because I have developed an ability on the platform I am getting invited to do more speaking-Lemonade

These are all opportunities that have presented themselves BECAUSE I don’t have a “normal” job.  Opportunities exist everywhere, everyday.  And a lot of those opportunities are there because of something that does not appear to be positive.  We all have opportunities around us that are not being realized and utilized.

The earth is overflowing with natural resources and so are you.  In my world I have faith, a supportive and loving family, my natural gift of gab, and 1100 Facebook friends. Just like mother nature provides the fuels and food to keep this amazing planet spinning, my resources keep my tank on full and keep me moving forward.  My grandmother used to always tell me to count my blessings and in the world, in this economy we should all take a minute to do so more often than we do.

I am sure that in the next three or four months, someone will offer me another “perfect opportunity”.  I always let the marketer finish their phone call before I politely let them know that I am not interested.  But in the time between here and there I need to take a close look at the “perfect opportunity” that already exists in my own back yard.  I am blessed beyond words, I just have to follow granny’s advise more often to realize it.

Ciao

SK