Big Duh Moment
Well, you gotta love coaches.
I just hung up with mine who gave me immediate homework I’ve never had before. “Go lie down,” she said.
Knowing full well I wouldn’t be good at it, she told me to let my boyfriend get cable in my house (he’s gonna love that), and also get TIVO.
(I’ll lie down after I write this post. I’m pretty sure.)
My coach recommended watching “Intervention” on Lifetime. And decorating shows at night, where the biggest problems people encounter is that the tile doesn’t fit quite right.
All right, I never had a coach insist that I watch tv. (And somewhat purposeless tv at that.) In fact, several friends and colleagues are a little righteous in saying they not only don’t watch tv, but they don’t even OWN one.
And now I have not only permission, but INSTRUCTION, to watch it guilt free. (I think I love her.)
She also told me to stop reading for growth, and start reading for pure fun and pleasure. Whatever entertains my brain. Not something to “work” at, master, or create more to-do lists with.
All this because I somehow didn’t make the connection for myself in the ezine I just sent out (Eliminate the Middle Man).
I had told Martha about Lindsey the massage therapist who told me I was fueled by adrenalin and insulin and that my gallbladder was shot. I thought the adrenalin and insulin observation might be right. And then reading Martha’s description of adrenal burnout on page 221 in “4 Day Win” was confirmation that my gas tank is approaching empty.
She asked what I do that contributes to burnout. I gave a typical daily example of how I roll out of bed, go straight to the office, turn on the computer, let dogs out while it boots up, then open emails to see what’s happened during the night. After I get out of the shower (before I’m even dressed), I pop back in to check email and see what happened during the 15 minutes I was away. I sometimes don’t even eat breakfast until 1. The UPS guy knows all my pajamas, because sometimes I skip the shower part.
“Yep, you’re addicted,” she said.
She asked what I was hoping to find in those emails I obsessively check. “What’s the best thing that could happen there?” It took me a few minutes to articulate, but it was something along the lines of some really good news that would allow me to relax a little and take a break.
So Martha told me to eliminate the middle man. (And no, she doesn’t read my ezine. Is this the Universe talking loud and clear or what?)
She told me take a break now. “Go lie down.”
Eliminate the middle man? You mean the middle-man good news that allows me to bask in success for a moment so I can relax? You mean just relax now?
The thought brought tears to my eyes. Relax now? Watch tv? Read for fun?
I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.
And because my COACH is telling me this, I will do it. My ex-boyfriend, current boyfriend, girlfriend, neighbor, even dogs – no one else could get me to relax on that couch. But I’ll listen to my coach.
You gotta love coaches, and the “big duh” moments they inspire.
All right, I’m off to lie down for a bit. 🙂