ON Saturday, September 13th, I went to the local urgent care because of a increasingly difficult cough and lack of oxygen. After x-rays were done, I was sent directly to the hospital where I was admitted with Congestive Heart Failure. A week later, 30 pounds down and a stent in one of my arteries, I’m back at work and feeling better than I ever have. Traditionally this is where you hear about the great epiphany that occurred. You won’t hear one from me. No, I didn’t have an epiphany but rather an awakening to one of life’s greatest principles.
The marketplace always disciplines the unprepared.
Success loves and rewards the prepared.
My body was unprepared because I let it become that way. My experience was no surprise. I have type 2 diabetes (not managed); I have high cholesterol; I have a family history of heart disease; and I’m well over my optimum weight. Just as the marketplace punishes the unprepared, my body punished me for not being prepared. For not taking care of myself. For being a putz when it comes to living my life to it’s greatest potential.
Look…the key as I see it is this. I have an ethical duty to my wife, my family, my job, my community to be the very best I can be. I know what my purpose is and it’s up to me to live it out. There are no short cuts and there is no middle ground. It’s all or nothing. Live big or go home.
I had a wrist band on for the past several days that says, “Don’t be a little bitch. Champions dominate!” When I hurt the most or my energy was dropping off, I meditated on that simple message. It’s a message no longer lost on me.
So join me or don’t. I intend to live life with no mercy. I will live according to my ethical duty to my wife, my family, my employer and, of course, to myself for a long time to come.