How to Thrive, photo edition

There comes a time in every trainer’s life that you have to demonstrate the prone leg curl. And when that time comes, you just gotta go for it with your rear end in the air! If I can take the fear out of the process so that someone else can succeed and reach their goals, then I’m gonna act a fool and strut my stuff in the most awkward way possible!

Quiet by Susan Cain

Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking (New York: Broadway Books, 2013)

In a world that is loud, crazy and of the opinion that you too must be loud and crazy to succeed, Susan Cain shows proof through her storytelling that there is a place and a need for the quiet, thoughtful, introverts of the world. She weaves fact and research through stories of introverts like Steve Jobs, Steve Wozniak, Moses, Rosa Parks, Theodor Geisel AKA Dr. Suess, Charles Darwin, Einstein and Gandhi, just to name a few. She helps guide the introvert living in the extrovert world. She explains why you might struggle and stutter and flub an impromptu presentation, but if given a little time to prepare, you will rock the audience’s socks off. She gives tips on how to get through a dinner party with your sanity intact and maybe even leave the party having made a new connection instead of having spent the whole time hiding in the bathroom  (if you even got out of your car at all). Quiet explains the differences between the extroverts and introverts and provides proof that the world needs both.
By the end of reading Quiet, I walked away with a deeper understanding of who I am and an acceptance that it’s okay to be who I am. I also walked away with skills to adopt an extrovert mask when necessary without being deceitful of my true, quiet self.
Disclaimer: Parts of this review previously appeared in my guest post for Erin K. Robison Coaching.


Here it is…the blank white page every first time writer ever faced…the one they all talk about.

How do you handle such pressure from something so blank…so vast…so….white?? And believe me, I know white. I see it every summer as I venture out in my were-they-always-this-tight-and-short shorts and my whiter than white legs reflect the sun and blind those unfortunate enough to have forgotten their shades. Wow…was that TMI? Is that not the humor the blogosphere is looking for?! I promise I’ll learn…I hope…sigh… Well, look at that at least it’s not a blank white page anymore! Too bad there’s not as easy a solution for my blinding legs.

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