May 6th, 2011

Today I realized I am headed for failure.
Over the past few years I have lost 47 lbs, I am in better shape than most men my age, and I feel better than I have in years. The process has been at times painful, discouraging and at times exhilarating. Unlike most other parts of my life, Last year I had six guys who shared the journey toward health with me. This year I am doing it alone. I can’t do this alone.
April 27th, 2011

If the craziness in this “world gone wild” has you feeling helpless and confused this may be a post worth reading.
On a flight from Nashville to Charlotte NC I observed a first class example of corporate inefficiency. Common sense was nowhere in sight. The world was upside down. Then I saw someone demonstrate the secret to surviving it all.
April 20th, 2011

Will your leadership end in a small heap of burned out ashes or will you leave a Lasting Legacy?
In High School I joined the track team and signed up to run 800 meters which is about a half a mile. I trained hard and on the day of the track meet I was ready to go. This was a special day because my “girlfriend” was in the stands. Okay I had never actually spoken to her but I “wished” she was my girlfriend. I thought that maybe winning this race would make it happen. The gun went off! I took off like a shot. After the first turn I was ahead of everybody, then one by one runners began to pass me. As I started the second lap, I ran out of gas.
March 17th, 2011

Not long ago I found myself living in a physical, spiritual, emotional and social coma. I should have had a big Z for Zombie branded into my forehead.
A series of events starting with an eye opening look at what I had allowed to happen to my body and culminating with the horror of losing my beloved 4 year old granddaughter in the mountains of Colorado, started my recovery from living in the depressive staleness of just “making a living,” to breathing the fresh air of living “Fully Alive.”
February 16th, 2011

I was doing forty eight miles an hour….. Down hill….. on a bicycle.
My wife Diane says that at that speed I am only one acorn away from death. But I was staring at the road. Looking for any acorns that might put me over the handlebars.
Maybe that’s why I didn’t see the dog. He came out of a driveway at full speed and headed for my ankles with a vicious growl. A dog can’t run 48 miles an hour……. So what did I do? I slowed down.