Time to Rally
I have to tell you, I really didn’t want to write the blog today. I’m trying to get over a cold, prepping for an upcoming session, and received a call at 6am from the district saying that schools are closed due to the weather. Oh yay. My eight year old will be here all day while I attempt to work. What I really want to do is go back to bed. And whine. But I know I must rally.
When look back on my life, I actually think one of the things that’s made the biggest difference for me is the ability to rally when I really don’t want to rally. Growing up on a ranch in Montana probably prepared me for rally-hood. As I look outside at the thick white flakes coming down, I’m reminded of many a winter afternoon, after-school, when I didn’t want to go out and feed the 200 hungry cows in our pasture. It was cold. It was dark. It was the last thing on earth I wanted to do. But, eventually I recognized that I could put it off no longer. The cows were counting on me. I learned to rally.
It was a hard-earned lesson that’s paid dividends professionally.
I remember sitting on the runway in Dallas, having just flown in from NY for a session, I picked up my voicemail only to discover that two participants were dropping out at the last minute. The participant count for the session was lower than I like. I wanted to cancel. I wanted to cry. I wanted to run away. It felt so hard. But I rallied. That session turned out to be one of the most gratifying sessions of my career. I met some treasured souls and our day together changed all of us for the better. The people I met during that session are some of my greatest advocates. Had I followed my desire to turn tail and run, I would have lost so much.
I think of all the networking events that I didn’t want to attend, that resulted in new business or new friends or new ideas.
The calls I didn’t want to make.
The blog posts that I didn’t want to write…
The thing is, we can’t know going in what might happen on the other side. If we trust our desires – the desire to call it quits, to not show up, to go back to bed – we lose. We lose all that could be. We lose the chance to make a difference.
But maybe even more importantly, we lose the ability to count on ourselves. To know that we can push through the hard stuff. That we can endure. That we can trust ourselves to stay in the game.
And now, at the end of this blog post, I feel glad I rallied. Because it was the reminder I needed today.
That I could. Rally.
You can too.