Why the Tortoise Really Won the Race (#667)
Most people are already at least somewhat familiar with Aesop’s fable of ‘The Hare and the Tortoise’:
Most people are already at least somewhat familiar with Aesop’s fable of ‘The Hare and the Tortoise’:
I’m writing this on Father’s day, having spent the majority of the morning eating breakfast in bed and watching the US Open with assorted children sprawled on top of me. I love my kids, and one of the reasons I believe they love me too is that I made a decision years ago that one of the most important things I would be grateful for on my deathbed was having been a part of their lives growing up.
Last night, a little before midnight, I drove over a brick wall in my wife’s car. (I wasn’t drunk, the car is fine, and, well, the wall has seen better days.) What I realized as I crouched down in the light of my headlights, stacking up piles of bricks and marveling at the mess, is that while I certainly didn’t intend to drive over the wall and I have no plans to do it again, the whole experience was incredibly enjoyable.
One of the most enjoyable experiences I have as a coach is to watch my clients suddenly realize that their “impossible dream” for their business, relationship or life is not only possible but actually within their grasp.
Syd died last week, and in memoriam I’d like to share his three principles in his own words and talk a little bit about what they’ve meant in my life and work…