Wild Girl

“I’m tired of being good at camp,” my 7-year-old daughter said. That got my undivided attention. “What do you mean?” I asked her. We were driving to the kids’ first day of wilderness camp, one of a string of camps this summer. “I always stay by the counselor, do what they say,” she mumbled, looking out the window. “What if you ...

Networking Primer

I don’t know what they teach kids in college these days, but it sure isn’t the basic professional survival skill of networking. The Seattle Times selected Trevor, an out-of-work Millennial, as a “career makeover” candidate for a feature in the NWJobs section of the Sunday paper. And the Seattle Times selected me as a “networking expert” to coach him on ...

Foop Foop, Part 1

A favorite coaching client is playing small. She’s a top performer, professionally driven, highly capable – “But anybody could do what I do,” she says. This is a manager who gets top performance reviews, has a staff that would follow her anywhere, is widely respected and admired and liked – and who wants to play big. “What does that mean ...

Training for the STP

Note: This is a blog series I’m writing for the Cascade Bicycle Club blog. Week #1 of CTS Training: 28 Miles, 1160’ Elevation Week #2: 35 Miles, 1200’ Elevation Week #3: 43 Miles, 2000’ Elevation Week #4: 55 Miles, 2387’ Elevation Week #5: 67 Miles, 1849’ Elevation Week #6: Skipped It to Go Running Week #7: 76 Miles, 3500′ Elevation Week ...

Group Coaching

I offer group coaching to explore the question: How do you want your life to evolve by the end of December 2013? The content of the group coaching model follows my Heart’s Desires curriculum: We explore the pieces of your life that you want to pay attention to. You have changes you want to make, experiences you want to add, energy drains ...

2013 Desires

A friend asked me what my goals are for my coaching practice. I looked at her blankly. “I don’t know,” I said. “Maybe you should think about it,” she said archly. Of course I have goals for my business. But I wasn’t paying attention to them, other than the financials. They weren’t written down. I wasn’t tracking them. I began ...

The Chilly Willy

I can now ride a bike further than I can run. I can say this because I rode the Chilly Hilly, a 33-mile ride around Bainbridge Island, this weekend, which is further than I have ever run. Or ever biked. Seven-year-old Z calls the ride the Chilly Willy, which seemed apt as we were waiting to disembark from the Seattle-Bainbridge ...

The Art of Bragging

I like it when my coaching clients brag. In fact, I make them. As an athlete, I figure anything that tough has to be good for you. I recently asked a favorite client to brag. He squirmed in his chair. “Well, I think I’m okay at…” I jumped down his throat, the poor man. “That’s bragging?” I cried. “Try harder!” ...

Interview Hypocrite

I was coaching a client recently on prepping for an interview.  I asked him to practice his personal narrative, to answer the question, “So tell me about yourself and why you’re interested in this position.” I drifted for a moment as I listened to his answer. I recently interviewed for an executive coaching gig. And I paused and stumbled over ...

Blues Antidote

A friend teased me, saying dismissively, “You think going for a run is the answer to everything.” It’s bugged me ever since, because, well, it’s true. Yesterday I woke up blue. Maybe it was the weather, maybe I was fighting a bug, but I woke up despondent. I had a headache. I wanted to curl up on the couch and ...

Chicken Brain

We have a new chicken. It’s complicated being the new chicken. We had a flock of five happy chickens until a raccoon came for a visit one evening. I arrived just in time to see my favorite brown hen, a smart, spry girl, disappear over the back fence in a raccoon’s mouth. I guess she wasn’t smart or spry enough. ...

Do Not Disterb

On the first day of soccer practice, one of my little charges stubbornly sat on the sideline and wrote across her white Tshirt, with my sharpie: Do Not Disterb She’s seven years old, and I don’t mess with seven year olds who write Do Not Disterb across their fronts. I let her be. I’ve been thinking about the parallels between ...

Riding the STP

I signed up for the Seattle to Portland Bicycle Classic. And I don’t have a bicycle. Which poses a problem. This idea started last summer when I helped a friend with her fear of driving. I thought about what I’m afraid of. What fears keep me small? With some embarrassment, I’ll admit I’m afraid of balloons. Their potential for a loud, ...

The Wisdom of Dead Dogs

A favorite coaching client of mine is facing a messy divorce. “What do you want this experience to be like?” I asked him. “What do you want your memories of this divorce to be like?” As I asked the question, I suddenly thought of my beloved dog Hector Protector. I interrupted myself to tell my client about Hector. Hector was ...

Coach Sauron

I was describing my coaching practice at a party recently. “So you help your clients achieve work/life balance?” one of the guests asked. I was surprised at my vehemence. “No! Work/life balance is a myth, a set up for failure,” I said. “I help my clients focus on what’s important to them.” In a complex life of competing priorities, there ...