aka The Frazzled Mom
The word of the day yesterday was lofty and while I could make a joke that’s way over your head, instead I will write about goals.
Have you ever set a goal for yourself so high, so…lofty, one might say, that it’s almost out of reach? I have.
One such goal I remember clearly. It was in Junior High for the jog-a-thon. The top prize was (yeah, I’m dating myself) a 6 CD changer! What?! I wanted that so bad. Long were the days when I had to switch out CDs. But if I could load 6 in one and with a click of the remote I could change from Beethoven to the Beatles? You might laugh, but for me it was a lovely dream.
However, in order to win that top prize, I had to bring in the most money. Competing with hundreds of other kids, was that really a possibility for me? I tried anyway. I busted my butt, collected sponsors and ran more laps than anyone expected…and lightened several wallets that day to my delight and their dismay. I won the top prize!
So what’s the benefit of a lofty goal?
At the risk of being disheartened, I try to keep my expectations in check so as to I protect myself from that discouragement. Some may call that “pessimism”.
Regardless, if I never attempted setting lofty goals, would I even bother with the easily obtainable?