Last night I was feeling pretty exhausted and enjoyed every single one of my almost nine hours of sleep.  It was AWESOME!!!  That also meant that I wasn’t up early enough to do anything physical so while I was getting ready for work I loaded up my hiking shoes, a pair of shorts and a light jacket.

After I wrapped up my morning calls I changed my clothes quick and headed out.  It felt so great to get some fresh air and sun.  Following the road behind our office I headed along the base of the bluffs.  I was still in town, but in some ways it felt like I was out in the woods and it felt awesome.

It gave me time to relax, time to think, time to enjoy some quiet, and time to just be thankful to be alive.  By the time I got back to the office I felt totally calm and yet charged up and ready to take on the rest of the day.  Funny how something so simple as going for a walk can do wonders for my mindset.  I need to remember that and take time to do it more often.

Today I am so thankful for the walk I took over lunch, the sun that was shining bright, the cool breeze that felt awesome, the beautiful scenery, and last, but certainly not least, to be alive to enjoy the walk.

Thanks!!!

It would be pretty awesome to be right all the time, but unfortunately that’s not the case for this guy.  Today there were a couple of situations in which I was told that I was wrong.  One was an idea that I had, the other was a situation that I screwed up.

In one case the individual calling me out did it with a smile as we’re old friends who’ve been down this road before and are regularly used to calling the other out.  Ever since we’ve been comfortable telling the other when they are wrong our relationship haas grown stronger and we’re both more successful.  That was exactly what happened this time, possible mistake averted, we’re both better off because they called me out for being wrong.

The other situation was a little different, but it made me smile huge.  Weird, right?  Usually when we’re told we’re wrong we get frustrated and defensive.  In this case I actually smiled as they told me what I did wrong.  I thanked them for pointing it out and for not being afraid to tell me that I was incorrect.  They were nervous to tell me of my mistake, but the fact that they respect me and care for me enough to go out of their comfort zone to address it means the world to me.  I hope that after this they’re even more willing and open to tell me when I’m wrong again and that they become more and more comfortable bringing it up.

I’m wrong often, but I learn from those mistakes.  I hope that I’m right more often than not, but if you ever catch when I’ve screwed up please let me know, I really appreciate it!  That’s how I learn and get better.  In some cases I may have caught the fact that I was wrong, but in some cases, like today, I don’t even realize my mistake until someone points it out to me.

To everyone who’s told me that I was wrong at some point in my life – thank you!!!

Thanks!!!