Regular readers might’ve noticed I didn’t send my usual weekdaily email yesterday.

Will I trot out every schoolkid's favourite excuse and blame Porkchops the dog for gobbling up my draft before I could hit send? 

Well, I don’t have a dog. 

So I need to come clean:

Life got in the way.

My daily routine has gone out the window since Baby Grundy burst onto the scene. In fact, there is no routine. And after three weeks of paternity leave, I’m now back in the office and juggling my 9 to 5 banking job with looking after the baby and various other domestic adventures at Fort Grundy.

But that’s not all.

I’m also trying to sneak in the occasional run (I’ve got the Hackney half marathon in May) while polishing up the draft of my new book, working with my coaching clients, replying to curious emails from newsletter readers and prepping a new 10 week stint of my Mindset & Clarity workshops at work.

So something had to give.

Turns out that something was yesterday’s email.

Once upon a time, missing an email would’ve rattled me. It would’ve been one more slip-up to give myself shit about.

But I have more perspective now. One missed email doesn’t erase the hundreds I’ve already sent or the hundreds more I’ll write.

So when the thoughts “you’re slipping Tom” and “why didn’t you prioritise better Tom?” bubble up (as they inevitably have done – I can’t choose my thoughts after all), it’s a bit like a visitor knocking at the door of Fort Grundy.

I can say hi to the visitor and maybe invite them in for a cup of Earl Grey and a jammie dodger. But I don’t need to let the visitor move in and start redecorating the place.

Thing is, I still want to send an email every weekday. I love sending an email every weekday!

So that hasn’t changed.

But what has changed is that I’m not wasting energy punishing myself when I do miss an email. 

And here’s the funny thing:

If I’d frittered away my energy this morning by beating myself up for missing yesterday, today’s email might not exist. That’s how these things snowball. One missed day leads to humming & hawing, which leads to doubt, which leads to another missed day and before I know it, I’ve missed a week of emails or even longer.

Anyway, I’m not sure where else I’m going with this. I’m writing today’s email fresh, as it pops into my head.

Except to say that the catalyst for this shift has been getting coached myself.

It’s why I coach too.

I know first hand how coaching can help you relax, reset and regroup whenever there’s a bump in the road.

If you’d like to stop getting in your own way and get into action mode instead, here’s where to go:

https://waitinglist.followingfulfilment.com