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My Journey to a Windy Week-end

If you are here in Toronto, you know what I am talking about. Was it a storm or what? I thought our house was going to be blown away this week-end (but nothing compared to what happened down South in the US).

With such wind blowing all over the place, no way I would go out. Good thing I did not have any appointment or meeting booked (a rare thing). What do you think I did? I watched as many TV shows as I could (in between my wife's favourite Nigerian movies). Thanks to Rogers' “On Demand”, I was able, not only to catch up with “The Mentalist”, “The Big Bang Theory” and many others, but I also discovered new shows I did not know about, like “The Finder” (a good one as a matter of fact). Do you think I will get some advertising fees for promoting these shows? I hope so.

One of the shows I liked the most this week-end was CBC's “Dragon's Den”. My friend Jim always talks about this show that I was curious to find out what it is about. I was not disappointed at all. The show is about a few investors who are judging business ideas from different people who come to pitch them for a potential partnership. It is a great concept and people sometimes come up with crazy ideas.

Towards the end of the show, a guy came up with a couple of good looking ladies wearing bikinis (I almost changed the channel. Just kidding). Do you know why they were waring bikinis? They wanted to show their abs. This guy wanted to show to the investors a product that he had created. According to him, once someone drinks his product, he/she will get abs in a very short time (hence the presence of the bikini ladies). I was like “I need this product” (my search for a six pack abs has taken me a lifetime and I am now losing hope).

The investors started to ask him questions in regards to his product and all the great stuff about return on investment. I was hoping he gets the money for the product to be on the market as soon as possible (that's how desperate I am). He ended up getting nothing. Do you know why? One of the investors asked him a simple but yet profound question to which he could not respond. The question was: “Can you show me your abs?” The guy couldn't do it simply because he hadn't any. Can you believe that? This guy was convincing investors to invest in a product that he hasn't successfully used himself (maybe getting abs was not his cup of tea).

It was so funny, but it was common sense at the same time. It got me thinking though. Do you know what I was asking myself? Guess!

I started thinking about my product. I teach people to achieve their goals (and with great results most of the time). But, am I achieving mine? That's the question. This year, I haven't achieved mine yet, but I am on my way. The good news is that it's all about the journey, not the destination. It's not always easy but I will hang in there. I heard someone say “don't wish it could be easy, wish you could be stronger”

Moral of the story? Do you want to have great abs, find someone to show you how. It won't be me.

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman
patrick@goalachieverscanada.com
www.goalachieverscanada.com

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