Do you even enjoy the detours?
I was driving to spend some time with a coaching client. It was a nice day and all was going well as I drove along the recently paved four-lane highway. I had some of my favorite tunes playing, the sunroof open blowing through what’s left of my hair, the sun massaging my neck with Vitamin D—it was a good day.
I picked up my directions from the seat beside me and glanced at them, and then at my phone’s clock. “Yep, right on time,” I thought, took the next exit, turned left and headed off…
…in the wrong direction. I didn’t realize it until about 10 minutes further down the road when I was due to arrive at the restaurant…and it wasn’t there. So I pulled over, read the directions again, noted that I should have turned right, not left, and headed back up the road.
I called my client to let him know I’d be late and he was, too. I was aggravated with myself, until I thought, “It’s going to take the same amount of time to get there whether I’m aggravated or not.” So I cranked up the tunes, enjoyed the sunshine and a huge dose of positivity all the way there.
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