Today I woke up later than usual. I was supposed to be talking with my sister who lives on the East Coast. We have a standing Wednesday meeting to stay connected. I wish I had this with all my sisters and family, but for now, I will take what I can get. It’s something I’m working on and need to be better at is connecting with my family back home. I woke up feeling depressed today, not wanting to get out of bed and agonizing over my day of work to come. The company I work for recently went through an enormous merger. We took a hard hit in our industry during Covid, and we’ve all been stretched a little thin. I think of all of the people who are struggling in our company, taking the me approach, instead of a we approach. I understand. I can get that way sometimes myself. I didn’t get a bonus this year, or the past three years for that matter, or that raise that I wanted because the company is in poor health. Patience and kindness. I’m trying to remember those words every day as I help to push out mass communications in an effort to keep our weary employees in a good state of mind. But it’s hard. I’m weary too.
I get out of bed and put on my tennis shoes and exercise pants. I’m going to get on the treadmill (a.k.a. dreadmill) soon even though it’s the furthest thing from my mind. I have to get out of this funk to be functional. After a quick cup of coffee and banana, I step onto the deck, tap on the speed button and turn on my podcast. It is a crawl, but I’m moving. After almost 20 minutes of walking, I finally turn on loud music and start to run. I force myself to run. And then it picks up and then it clicks. The thing that always happens when I exercise is that the dopamine hit comes about 25 minutes in. After 25 minutes I am no longer in my self-pity funk and instead my mind flips to full on creativity. I’m going to not only power through this workout, but it’s feeling great, I’m feeling great. And now the ideas start flowing again. It’s at 25 minutes that I have my best ideas. I know that 25 minute mark is where I find my success in my career and my balance in life. It’s where I make my goals. So today at 25 minutes, I was determined to start a blog, and to talk about my life as a VP and triathlete. Someone who has done an IronMan. I’d say that not to gloat, but because I’m proud. I have a tattoo on my arm with an IronMan symbol that says 140.6. It’s a reminder that if I can do 140.6 miles of racing, I can do anything.
And this is where I begin. Starting my blog. Talking about my life. Being brave enough to share my story. I’ve been working on a book for two years that I’ve been afraid to share. I’m afraid of how it will hurt people, but I also know how many will it will benefit. How many have been in the same boat. And so today I’m going to be braver, I’m going to share my words with the world, I’m going to go face the people at work that are bringing me stress and try to bring them comfort. I will put on my best leadership costume and show up. Today at 25 minutes I made the decision that I am going to come home and write two pages of my book. At least one hour of my book, who the fuck knows how long I’m gonna spend, but I have to do it. These are the decisions I make at 25 minutes. And I encourage you get on the treadmill, pull out the yoga mat, go for a walk, and see what happens at 25 minutes.
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