Never give up!

Have you ever had the day when you learn a lesson but you have forgotten about it?
This is one such article.

Today I'm going to share the story that happened to me along time ago ...and it's about achieving your goals and then remembering to focus on the most important thing which is what happens after your goals.

Do you relax and sit on your laurels?

Or do you course correct and set new goals?

There is an analogy of the most important 5 seconds of a golf swing...the five seconds after you hit the ball!
If you are balanced after, and your stance is correct, then likely you have hit the ball well.

Life is constantly changing and if we let life happen to us rather than taking an active part in it, bad things can happen.
This is what happened to me it's a very vivid memory.
I was 21 years old I was working for the grounds crew at the Banff Springs Hotel in Banff Alberta Canada.
My roommates and I decided to go for a climb up one of the local mountains. None of us had ever climbed a mountain, so we asked some other friends who had done the route, which way to take and what to expect. So with very little preparation, three young men set off to climb Mt. Rundle.
Things went well enough and we made it to the summit okay after two bouts of getting lost along the way. The view from the top of Mount Rundle is amazing and the feelings of success was incredible. We let that feeling wash over us, perhaps a little bit too long because there was some bad weather that we could see down the valley! The storm was headed our way. We began our descent and the clouds began to surround us, soon, we were in a fog so thick that we could not see more than 2-3 feet in front of us. It was tough going and we lost the trail on the section of scree (mainly rocky rubble that does not have a readily traceable rut or track). The scree field continued down the slope to a cliff band. The cliff band dropped between 50 and 200 feet at points. We ended up on the top of the cliff looking down. With the rain increasing, the rocks were becoming more slippery, there was seemingly no way to get down. My friends and I were paralyzed, we thought it was hopeless. Maybe we should wait the storm out on a precipice? Maybe we could try to find our way down the cliff, but with the rain, it made the rocks so slick that that didn't seem to be an option at all. The temperature was dropping to close to freezing, and we didn't have the right clothing to last very long. So I took upon myself to find a third option.
I told the boys to stay put and I would climb back up the scree field and find another way for us to get down. So off  I went back up the mountain looking for a different route. It didn't take me long to find another less daunting way down, although I did try three different options. The one that I chose took me down below my friends and when I thought I was in a safe spot I yelled back up through the fog "DOON" (my friends nickname-well the one that I gave him and that I thought would have the most effect on that day) and I was just below them. They said that it was a sweet sound to hear my voice and to hear it from below them. I was able to climb back to a safe position and guide them both down to where I was.
We all then made the rest of the trip down the mountain without incident. We were cold and tired from our adventure, but happy to be back on the staff accommodations later that day.
So I learned from that experience that you can plan for your goals, but you must also begin to plan beyond your goals so that an epic failure does not kill you (figuratively or physically).
Do you have your goals in place?

When you are close to surpassing those goals remember to re-examine and set new ones that allow you to thrive!