
There’s a Latin proverb that says, “If the wind will not serve, take the oars.”
It’s crazy how we just let the wind do whatever-I mean we see the direction we’re heading & we don’t like it, yet …
(Whoosh)….
We just allow the winds of Life to push us towards doom while we just sit & watch.
We shrug and say, “I can’t help it…the wind is blowing me there!”
Your credit card debt is piling up- all you make is minimum payments & when you do chunk it down in months, you max it back out in minutes for that outfit you had to have…
Your clothes are fitting tighter as your weight creeps back up. You worked so hard last summer to get that weight off before going on that cruise…
You say you need to get back to the gym, but it never becomes a must.
Every day seems to get a little worse for you at work. As a matter of fact, you saw them conducting interviews the other day, yet you didn’t know there was a position even open.
“I wonder if they’re about to run me off,” you whisper to yourself.
Your sales numbers aren’t just down this month…
You’ve gone from a slump, to a rut, to a damn grave. Everyone around you is smashing their objectives, yet you couldn’t make a deal with your customer if you agreed to buy it for them.
(Whoosh)…
The winds are always blowing in our lives…
Some days the winds feel like hurricanes and catastrophe looks eminent.
If the wind will not serve, take the oars.”
An oar is a pole with a flat blade on the end that you use to move & steer your boat in a certain direction.
So here you are sitting in your boat, The SS Life, drifting along waiting for the next gust of wind to push you even further in the direction that you don’t want to go.
More debt…
You’re getting fatter by the second…
No sales…
and you just sit there waiting for the wind to blow favorably…
Hell if the wind did blow in the right direction, you’ve waited so long & have been pushed so far off course that you’d need 4 years of continuous wind to get you back on track.
If you don’t like the direction you’re blowing, get to rowing.
Grab your oars and start rowing.
Damn right you’re gonna face headwinds.
Keep rowing…
Does it look like you’re about to go over the waterfall of bs?
Pivot your blade as you row to adjust your course. You didn’t get here overnight so you damn sure won’t get elsewhere with one row of your oar.
Keep rowing…
Are you getting your ass kicked in sales? Are you about to go up in size in pants? Do you have more month than money?
Row…row…row…
You’re not getting the bad customers, you’re working less & the ones you do work with, you selectively chose because you thought they were the buyers & not the liars.
Joke’s on you.
I get that you’re sore and seeing no results. You’re so tired you couldn’t even lift a pen much less do another squat.
Keep rowing…you got more in you.
When you think you can do no more, you’ve only reached less than half of your capability.
“I can’t go any further,” only means that you’ve reached rock bottom of your comfort zone.
Keep rowing….
Welcome to the grit factory…
Row…
This is where warriors are forged…
Row…
This is your gladiator moment…
Row…
Anyone can paddle in calm waters.
Paddling is satisfying…
Rowing is exhausting…
When the shit gets tough…
Row…
I’ve got to…
because the wind isn’t serving me.
It’s go time…
It’s row time…
Get your row on.
Stay in The Sales 💪ife
-Marsh