When Airplane Seats Shrink
It’s late. Finally boarded the second plane after a layover on my way home from from a business trip. I’m tired. I’ve got one nerve left. And the airplane seat seems smaller than it was when I boarded the first plan yesterday. The cabin shrunk. Everybody seems to bump into me more often. Or maybe I’m just noticing it more. I’m tired. That’s all.
Every morning, we wake to a brand spanking new bundle of energy. It’s ready, so off we go. As the day wears on, the bundle gets smaller and smaller. The emotional cartilage that cushions the stresses of the day against the nerves has worn thin. We get cranky. We get irritable. We get (fill in the blank).
RHYTHM
I got rhythm. You got rhythm. All God’s children got rhythm. We start out with the fresh and end up with the stale. That’s the way it goes. And you have two choices…
You can fight the rhythm. Keep pressing forward amid the depleted energy. Like driving on empty to an important event, you will eventually lose. I guarantee it.
Or you can align yourself* with the rhythm. See it for what it is and lower you expectations. And you will win. I guarantee it.
*Notice I didn’t say RESIGN yourself TO the rhythm. ALIGN yourself WITH it. Resigning is giving up. Not good. Your self-esteem will will resent you for it. Aligning is making a choice to invest in yourself.
So, your turn. What are your thoughts about dealing with a depleted energy?





