We have become a nation of excuse makers. Instead of admitting we are lazy, we say we are busy. Instead of being honest about our eating, we claim we just “can’t seem to do anything to lose weight”. Instead of being disciplined with our time, we complain that there just aren’t enough hours in the day. We have become overweight, out of shape, and worst of all, we feel justified because everyone else tells us that it’s “OK”.

Nothing frustrates me more than small thinking.  In fact, if I can point to one factor that has compelled me to virtually every entrepreneurial endeavor I’ve ever done (of which there are many) it would be small thinking.  Small thinking is what makes a great idea fizzle and die.  Small thinking takes opportunity and handicaps it.  Small thinking is fueled by fear and a lack of confidence.  Small thinking is expert at discovering all the reasons why something won’t work, and is blind to all the reasons something will work.  Small thinking is short term, negative, and impotent to taking a new idea to its ultimate destiny.  I say DEATH to small thinking!

So I thought that my last post was rare; a true “rant” of quasi-psychotic proportions, and would leave that genre behind. But here it is, on my very next post, I feel the need to vent yet again. This time however, it’s to a group of which I am a member – fitness facility owners & managers. The phrase “penny wise and pound foolish” immediately come to mind. Of course, the phrase cheapskate sons-of-a… well, I better be careful here, I do need to keep this a family blog.

I’d like to strap the guy down who convinced our state’s D.O.T. to use Tar and Chip, open his mouth wide, pour hot tar down it, then pour the rest over his entire naked body, and roll him in a dump truck of hot sharp gravel. Then, after throwing him to the ground, I’d borrow the nearest SUV and run over him, backing up several times to make sure I’ve got all the chips well sealed in his mangled flesh.