For the past six months I have had some big distractions.  I tried to adapt by focusing on the tasks right in front of me.  Looking back now, I realize I did more harm than good.  I relaxed on some of the things that help me perform at my best and there were flow-on effects from this.

The short version is that I began to settle, things became good enough.  I was content with the effort I was putting in and the outcomes I was achieving.  I am all for contentment, but it has to be real.  If I was doing my absolute best and still mid-pack, then so be it, but I was nowhere near my best.

A few weeks back a friend of mine sent me as note about his partner and their plans over Easter.  It turns out Richard’s partner is one of those people that just does stuff.  She is an MD with interests well outside of her medical practice and a thirst for challenge and action.  Reading Richard’s note, I could sense the anticipation and maybe a little trepidation over his pending adventures. This is what I was missing.  I had become comfortable.

With Richard’s note in the back of my mind and some well timed closure on those distractions, I got into action of my own. I am just a few weeks into the rebuild, but the process is fantastic.  I am rediscovering the rhythm that helps me perform.  I am also rusty and sore.  Many of the things that I let slip over the past six months have to be relearned and this is uncomfortable.

Relearning is great though, a chance to do things a little better the second (or tenth) time through.  The challenge of setting new goals is hugely empowering as is the opportunity to learn from some epic failures (a personal specialty).

Roll on new day…
SDG