“There is more difference within the sexes than between them.” – Ivy Compton-Burnett 1884-1969
Fear and Action
“If you’re afraid of being forgotten, you may never do anything worth remembering.”
Life’s Simplest Joys…
“I never lose sight of the fact that just being is fun.” - Katharine Hepburn 1907-2003
The Power of Following Through
One of the things I noticed when reading through some of the stories of really successful people is the ability to follow through appropriately. Usually, there is some driving force that makes following through easier for some than others, but following through nonetheless put them over the top.
I was reminded of this during one of my chess games today with the retired expert, Mr. Inn. We were locked into one of those tense games, with a good flow to it. He made a mistake and I pounced a d he was under pressure for the middle game and deep into the end game after giving away a piece for free. But due to a late blunder on my part – I didn’t follow through correctly on my mating pattern – allowed him to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.
So what does that have to do with following through? Well, on my end, had I not tried to be stubborn about my plan, and stepped back to reassess the position, I would have won convincingly. Mr. Inn however, kept his head on a swivel and was always looking for the chance to pounce on a mistake.
True, we often hear that we should power through things in order to achieve success. Show grit; take risks; be bold; rise above adversity, blah blah blah. But following through appropriately allows us to do all those things in an optimal way. It’s not just enough to have a plan. It’s not good enough not to crack under pressure. It’s also about the ability to follow through once a decision is made – whether to change a plan, make an adjustment or stay the course.
Sometimes things get in the way that can make it hard to follow-up in the manner that is required. Sometimes we are flat-out scared to follow through because we know exactly what the consequences are and just don’t want to deal with them. But, we often forget that we are more than capable of handling whatever comes our way. Many of those who are uber successful will tell you they had a goal or dream, turned it into attainable objectives and followed through by achieving those objectives. Yes, there were times of both failure and adversity, but it helped make them better, putting them closer to their goals.
Even those who like to cut corners to consume the glitz of success without all the “hard work” have to be good at following through – after all, they couldn’t be truly shady if they didn’t put action to thought to achieve their nefarious aims.
Fortunately for us all, the art of following through is a skill that can be learned over time. Practice does take perfect. Just as Mr. Inn is in my ear about studying seriously to go play in a tournament, so too must we all put in the work needed to develop the skill of following through.
The biggest thing that makes us human is our ability to learn. It’s either we learn to follow through appropriately, or people learn that we are not reliable or responsible for our actions.
Prosperity, Vice and Virtue
“Prosperity doth best discover vice, but adversity doth best discover virtue.” – Francis Bacon 1561-1626
Avoiding The Divide and Conquer Tactic
“We must indeed all hang together, or, most assuredly, we shall all hang separately.” - Ben Franklin 1706-90
High School High: Swimming Under Gates
I learned a few key lessons in high school that has stuck with me to this day. Two of which are: never swim a mile and a half just to swim a mile and adversity always lets you know who your friends really are.
Here’s one situation where those lessons hit home. In high school we used to have an all day sporting event – fittingly called “Sports Day”. It was still a regular school day and we were expected to attend, but there were no classes. The day was spent celebrating track and field achievements with races and all that jazz. The school was split into 6 “houses” based on colors: purple, orange, green, red, yellow and blue. Each house had a unique name – nearly all of which I have forgotten (Harrison I believe was the name for “Orange House”). Now, classrooms were often kept locked since teachers didn’t want students not interested in seeing the sporting events in the classes doing God-knows-what unsupervised. Still there were a few hangout spots that were allowed if you weren’t feeling the sporting vibe to chill at.
I enjoyed going to Sports Day because if you were lucky and able to sneak out of the school, it was a win-win, especially since you’d still get daily allowance from your parents. Now there were a few exit points but security was often on foot patrolling them; and with Mr. Roberts as principal, if you were caught you definitely faced a suspension. Still, it didn’t deter the thrill seekers who weren’t interested in trying their luck.
So while in the 10th grade I hatched a plan with a couple of friends who wanted to spend the late morning and early afternoon at a couple of the nearby shopping malls hanging out before hitting the video arcade. The point of escape we chose was the furthest exit gate at the front of the school. This gate was typically only opened for the morning drop off and afternoon pick up of students. Being a locale where it was tougher to police and traffic didn’t flow that way as much, keeping it closed was a smart move by administration.
The plan was simple enough – we noticed that there was room underneath the gate for one to slide under and out to freedom. We just needed to time the security guards in their patrols to escape. Adding to the difficulty was that there wasn’t much cover to hide – and Mr. Roberts could step out from the landing at the front of the admin building and have a clear unobstructed view to the gate we chose for our escape. He was notorious for popping out on the landing on a dime, and did so more often on days like Sports Day.
So we got the plan in motion by hanging out underneath one of the trees not too far from the gate. Security passed a few times but wasn’t really counting the number of guys playing football there. So we waited until the coast was clear and then one by one we made a beeline for the gate. It was to run like clockwork – one guy slides under the gate, and when he gets outside we toss the book bag over the gate to keep them clean – rinse and repeated twice more since three of us wanted to make the break. Of course with no cover the most vulnerable part is being either under the gate or tossing the book bags over so we were to do this at intervals.
So one friend went through successfully; I tossed him his book bag and dove under the gate. I made it through cleanly and the last guy tossed over two bags – mine and his successfully. Now as the last guy underneath the gate, some strong level of paranoia gripped him and halfway through, he chickened out and backed out. We were F-U-R-I-O-U-S! Here’s why – our school was in the middle of a residential block with an active neighborhood watch. Now when you see two students at 11:30am on a school day hanging out near the school but not IN school, somebody is liable to pick the phone up and call administration. We were stuck there out in the open for 15 minutes because he had his book bag. We couldn’t toss it back because the security came back and decided to linger by the gate for a long time, forcing us to duck out of view.
Fortunately for my friend and me, a passerby headed to the school was kind enough to take the third guy’s bag and give it back to him – while not blowing the whistle on us. We snuck out successfully and that was the last year that happened. Apparently word got back to admin and security was camped out at that spot the rest of my days in high school. We also most beat him up the next day because not only did he flake on us, but when he realized he flaked for no good reason he nearly blew the whistle on us out to admin out of envy. Talk about a real louse!
The big moral of the story remains: never swim a mile and a half just to swim a mile. Go full speed when trying to accomplish a task, goal or dream – or don’t do it all. Being half-assed in anything only tends to create more full-blown problems.
Worry and The Future
“If I worry too much about my future, my future will become what I worry about the most.”