I got it!
Unbelievable! Sometimes when you want something so bad, you will be encouraged to perform well beyond your capabilities. In a month where work and family activities were so packed, I had this last month to fight for the 100K challenge. A part of me just wanted to call it quits but yet a stronger part of me says “C’mon you can still do this” and as my mentor would say ” Since you’re this busy, might as well add more to your busy-ness!” I kept wishing for 36 hours in a day… but we all know how that wish will definitely never come true. So I did the next best thing … I added more appointments to my already hectic schedule; I searched for souls I have not seen and dug up names I cannot recall. Though I had to burn the midnight oil to catch up on other things, I still managed to make it for my daughters’ report card day and tuck my son into bed at night.
My team members asked me what was the secret to my success? There’s really no secret. But I will share what NOT to do… never attempt a last minute strategy! It might backfire. It is always good to pace yourself and arrive at your destination calm and collected. I am the contrary… I am more the last 100 meters dash kindda girl. I arrive panthing and out of breath… hahaha… but with a big smile on my face knowing that I’ve made it. What can I say… Last Minute Lynn hits homerun!
This was not my effort alone; its also my teams’. It has always been a team effort with us; which makes it all the more worthwhile. The advise I got from my mentor in the last 72 hours really made a difference. I need to be the example to the rest of my team members. I need to set the trend so they may follow in this path. I need to make them see that all things are possible once you set your mind to it. I need to be that catalyst for them. But above all I want it bad too!
Success never tasted so sweet especially when you are surrounded by people who support your cause and cheer you on every step of the way. More importantly its these people who will also pick you up when you fall.
I was all smiles that night. Even if someone slapped me silly it wouldn’t hurt one bit because I was high on happiness!
Moral of the story is don’t stop until the whistle blows!