Are you more of a corporate manager, or a children’s show presenter?
Do you have the time to enter an ultramarathon or are you better off focusing on the problems in front of you?
Will a holiday away actually be relaxing for you? Or should you rather sleep in at home?
Will you benefit from buying that new iPhone, or should you put the money into a savings account?
I think all of the options above are valid. They just need to match up with the rest of your life to avoid angst.
I was referred a book today. I love referrals. They are the polar opposite of the random, googled, cold-called experience.
Whether it is for a contractor’s services, a new restaurant, a new employee, a new product, or for a well written explanation of a concept – it is far easier and more enjoyable to digest the unknown if it comes as a referral from someone you know and trust.
People are prickly. If you came into my house shouting at me to buy something I’d push you out.
Speak to me for four years consistently on a topic. Speak to me in a neutral venue. Be respectful. Build a track record you can show me over the years. Then maybe I’ll buy what you’re selling.
Maybe it’s to do with my personality type, but I act out scenarios in my head a lot. My imagination then impacts on real life. I convince myself that everyone else has played out the same scenario in THEIR heads. I convince myself that I don’t need to explain anything because they already know!
Of course the probability of two minds being in sync is tiny and this can lead to misunderstandings.
The cure to all this is scary in its simplicity. Talk out loud to people, and ask hard questions even if you think you already know the answer.
I couldn’t sleep last night because of an idea. A business idea. The idea created adrenaline in my body which fueled my heart and my brain which developed the idea further which created more adrenaline! No sleep, but an idea nonetheless.
I have let a lot of ideas go by the wayside. This one I will try and develop though. That’s the hard part. An idea is easy to come up with. Making it work is a lot harder.
We were looking for a beach today. We found a creek at low tide which was so great it reminded me of Kenya.
The sand was soft and golden, the water was cool and the sun baked us warm from above.
Fish were exposed in the shallow water. We tried to catch them in a net and we were joined by a couple of dogs on their walk. It was a dog paradise.
South Africa lacks the tropical humidity and heat of Kenya, but today was close. Low tide was calm, hot and water flowed in as the tide changed.
Life slowed down for a while which is always good.
My time as a teenager obsessed with sport has run out, of course. I’m older but I still love sport. I wish I could have the chances I had again. It makes me nostalgic to think of chances missed. But I digress.
This morning I took one of the girls to the clubhouse (we’re staying at a golf resort, leaving tomorrow – which reminds me I need to play again before we go) for a drink and snack. Still early, there was a golf competition about to get under way. There must have been around 60-70 teenagers all warming up, practicing putting and looking very serious about the game ahead. My guess is it was a junior provincial tournament.
South Africans have very high standards for organising sport and youth in sport. There is so much for a child to do in SA compared to other countries, especially in Africa. This applies to most sports. As they grow up, my girls can surf, play soccer, netball, hockey, squash, swim, cycle, run, and have the facilities to do it for years and at a high level if they choose. This is unique in Africa.
The teenagers were funny to watch. There is a certain seriousness mixed with awkwardness that attaches itself to teenage sport. I remember it well.
They had a hot day well spent under the African Sun.