The Ski Patrol Is Not Coming

It’s been one of those weeks. Who are we kidding, it’s been one of those months. What with this broken ankle and not being able to run, I’ve become seriously sulky.  I’ve found myself irritated that others can’t seem to give me what I...

55 Ways to Take Care of Yourself When You’re Crazy Busy

I ran into this post a while back.  It’s written by another writer and life coach named Marthe.  You can read her stuff and learn all about her right here.  Frankly, being something of an anxious accomplishment whore, I pretty much suck at relaxation. It’s...

The State I Got Myself Into On the Way to Medora

I just flew out to visit my Mom in Medora, North Dakota.  Every summer for the last, I don’t know, decade?, she’s worked at Teddy Roosevelt National Park. She’s got a crew of girlios to hang around with, a bunch of grannies who travel the country in...

The Meek Might Inherit the Earth, But Not the Promotion

I have a coaching client named Bill.  No surprises here, Bill’s a people-pleaser, a real nice guy.  You’d love him. (He’s single now, so if anybody out there is looking for a nice guy, let me know.) Once upon a time, Bill was working as an accountant at a mid-sized...

One Touch And He Stiffens

I have a pug that turns to stone the minute I try to pick him up.  He absolutely despises being man handled and will squeal like a pig. The thing is, I can totally relate to Max.  There were years, and I mean DECADES, where I couldn’t stand to be touched, even though...