I would like to throw you a challenge.  Try to try.

Seriously now, simply try to do something, anything.  Not clear about what I’m saying?  Let’s put into context.  Put a pen or any other object in front of you and try to pick it up.  Do it.

Did you pick it up?  Well then, you didn’t “try” to pick it up, you picked it up.  Try again until you have an Ah ha moment

There no such thing as trying.  You cannot try to do something or anything.  It just makes no sense and cannot happen.  You eothr do or not. When we use the word “try”, we don’t usually mean yes or no but maybe.  The Thesaurus gives us some nice alternatives to the verb try: attempt, endeavor, venture, make an effort, exert oneself, strive, do one’s best, do one’s utmost, move heaven and earth; undertake, aim, take it upon oneself; informal have a go, give it one’s best shot, bend over backwards, bust a gut, do one’s damnedest, pull out all the stops, go all out, knock oneself out; formal essay.  You get the message.

Trying is such a strange word.  Let’s replace it with either do or don’t or any of the verbs mentioned above.  The rest is just discernment.

Totally out of the coaching arena but someone asked me to go to Spokeo.com and type in my name.  Go ahead, try it now before you read the rest.

So you did it?  What did you think about it?  Was the information correct?  In my case, and thankfully, it isn’t.  But for many people, the information is correct.  Not only it divulges your home address, which can be awkward for professionals, it can also list your home price (and will vary depending on household members).

Now let’s go and write about it on Facebook

Gerry Rafferty passed away yesterday in England. He wrote such songs as “Baker Street”, co-wrote “Stuck in the Middle with You” and one of my favorites “Right Down The Line”.

He was a curious ,musicians, unlike many, he shun celebrity. He was a very interesting person and his early music was different from the rest, even though it is pop.

RIP Gerry.

A boat docked in a tiny Mexican fishing village. A tourist complimented the local fishermen on the quality of their fish and asked how long it took him to catch them. “Not very long.” they answered in unison.

“Why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more?” The fishermen explained that their small catches were sufficient to meet their needs and those of their families.

“But what do you do with the rest of your time?” “We sleep late, fish a little, play with our children and take siestas with our wives. In the evenings, we go into the village to see our friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. We have a full life.”

The tourist interrupted, “I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat.”

“And after that?”

“With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City!  From there you can direct your huge new enterprise.”

“How long would that take?”

“Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years” replied the tourist.

“And after that?”

“Afterwards? Well my friend, that’s when it gets really interesting,” answered the tourist, laughing. “When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!”

“Millions? Really? And after that?” asked the fishermen.

“After that you’ll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and
enjoying your friends.”

And the moral of this story is:


Know where you’re going in life. You may already be there!