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Formerly titled "The Traveling Job Coach" and then "The Traveling Athletic Director," this blog is
for me and my memory because it's not very good.
My memory is not very good. See what I mean?

This blog has also morphed into a place for me to share my thoughts on life and how I see the world.
These thoughts often bubble to the surface during my travels.

I don't concern myself with grammar. This is simply a place for me to record my memories,
thoughts and feelings while I travel.

I started this blog before my trip to Europe July 10-24, 2009. Email me at brosefield@gmail.com
whilst I'm traveling or comment on posts here if you see something that
strikes your fancy.

Yes, I used the words whilst and fancy in the same paragraph.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Pretty Cool

So I listened to a podcast this morning from James Altucher where he interviewed Jessica Banks(don't worry.  You don't know her.  She's not that famous).  She talked about an idea she follows called Dare of the Day.  Basically if there's something she doesn't want to do, she does it as a way to stretch herself.  One example she gave was when she was a party and a bunch of her friends were dancing and trying to be attractive doing so, she got up and did the robot.....more than likely a very ridiculous version of the robot.  

To me, it's a way to get out of my head.  Well I just did a dare of the day.  I sat on the bus across from a lady as we traveled from the parking deck to the terminal. I knew I needed to do what I did, but I didn't want to.  I did it anyway and asked her where she was heading.  

What transpired was beautiful.  She told me she's flying to philly to meet the brother she never had.  She had just found out that her dad had a son by another woman and she couldn't be more excited. In fact, her brother has already become fast friends with him!

For me I think is going to help me and my idea that I have to be perfect.  If you're reading this, which I know you're not, you potentially may be thinking, "You don't have to worry about that, dude."   Thanks for your honesty, to be honest.  But when I'm at my unhealthiest, I do strive to be perfect.  The reality is, no one cares if I'm perfect or not.  What I'm striving for at my core is acceptance and a lot of times I look for that through the perfection or the pursuit of it.  









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