I’ve been hoarse for a full week now. It started at the USA vs. Brazil soccer game and was intensified by top-of-my-lungs singing in the car to Roxette’s Listen To Your Heart from the 80’s. Add to that a fitness conference weekend that was shared with over a 1,000 high energy fitness professionals, and you
YOU ARE WHAT YOU LISTEN TO.
Yesterday, I got called out for interrupting a friend’s story. Feeling particularly impatient but very interested, I did a poor job listening and instead of allowing the story teller to continue, I eagerly interrupted with questions. There is nothing like honesty, and my friend did me the service of being honest by letting me