“Is it Friday yet?” I proclaimed jokingly at 8:45 on Monday morning. Truth be told, I was only half joking. I was already counting down the hours until lunch at which point I would then start counting the hours until the end of the day. More than likely, I would then start counting down the days until the beloved Friday appeared.
I didn’t think much of it. I wasn’t alone. I exchanged similar texts with many friends. I considered myself normal. Everyone loves the weekend.
But, I went from looking forward to the weekend to needing the weekend. I would hit this wall on Wednesday that was nearly impossible to get through.
Halfway through Wednesday, I would find myself impatient, annoyed and frustrated. It would take all of my energy not to check out. Feeling exhausted, I would use Wednesday-Friday nights and the weekend as a way to recharge.
I’d watch Netflix, go out, and do anything to take my mind off physical therapy. If I wanted any sort of engagement...
“How long have you been a PT?” my patient asked as we started to wrap up her initial evaluation.
“Almost two years” I answered.
“Do you like it?” she continued.
“I do.” I raised my voice slightly and repeated, “Yeah, I do.” I added a reassuring smile and a slight head nod at the end of the statement.
We finished chatting, she walked away to schedule her next appointment, and I went to the back office to sit down. My elbows met the desk and my hands found my forehead immediately. I was tired after a long day, and now I also felt uneasy. Could she tell? No, I think I sold it.
I looked around to see if anyone had overheard our conversation or had sensed any of my insincerity. Nope, everyone seemed busy. I exhaled in relief. My secret was still safe.
The last thing I wanted my co-workers to know was that I didn’t like physical therapy. Really, I didn’t want anyone to know. Who spends seven years in school and...
I’m sitting on an airplane right now. I have been for a little over an hour and that’s after sitting in the airport for seven hours. I’m not worried about the flight taking off as much as I’m worried about the upcoming week. I have a lot to accomplish and not as much time as I’d like to get it all done. It is not only that I have a lot of things to do, but I have a lot of different things. I’m going to write, make slides, film, grade, review material for an upcoming weekend course, and treat patients. Sometimes I can’t help but think that going in multiple directions is a bad idea. It seems appealing to only have to focus intently on one thing.
Over the weekend, I heard the saying, “He who chases both rabbits catches none.” I’m certainly chasing more than one rabbit. I found myself questioning not necessarily the amount that’s on my plate, but the variety. Should I focus on...
My career right now is pretty great. I like what I do, I work with amazing people, and the flexibility allows me to be involved with my four boys on a daily basis. But, the journey to get here was not a straight line nor a direct route. No, it was more of a wandering path. You could say that I took the scenic route, only the scenery really wasn’t that great at times. There was a lot of indecision, frustration and really a lack of guidance. So, do PTs need a professional mentor? No, you don’t need one. But, you don’t need a map or a GPS in a new location either, although it helps a ton. I didn’t have a designated professional mentor through much of my career. However, I believe I would have been able to get where I wanted in my career much faster (and with less disappointment/frustration) if I had a professional mentor.
Here’s how it usually goes… You graduate from PT school and start a new job. On your list of must-haves...
I wish I had more time I thought to myself for the hundredth time. The last few weeks have seemed to require more time than I’ve had to give and it has been all I could do to stay afloat. There was no time for reading, my apartment saw disarray reminiscent of my teenage years, and I could barely get the necessities done.
I’ve been swearing for weeks that “I just need to get myself together.” Yet, the past weeks have not presented any opportunity to do so. Over a year ago I felt similarly and so I tracked how I was using my time. I remember being shocked that I found 10 extra hours to put toward my two highest values of growth and relationships. When I did this again recently, some extra time appeared, but not 10 hours.
I think we all wish we had more time. No matter where we are in life, time always seems scarce. So, how do we find more time in our already busy days? We don’t find time, we optimize it. And, I...
Almost everyone is seeking a great mentoring relationship. Whether you are a mentor or want to be mentored, it can be challenging to foster a high quality mentoring experience. A great mentoring relationship is such an elusive thing.
I have found 3 characteristics of high-quality mentoring relationships. Shared experience, mutual vulnerability, and showing up can result in the meaningful mentor/mentee relationship we all seek. This triple threat is not something we look for but rather can take steps to develop.
I think the most important quality of a great mentoring relationship is shared experience. I have always admired those who have served our country. I am amazed at military units who bring people together from all walks of life and geographic locations and yet become and remain best of friends. Certainly shared life-threatening experience causes a relational and emotional bond that can't be described. But I think it goes deeper than that. When you are...
This was NOT how I wanted to spend a Sunday. The previous week’s documentation had piled up leaving me with a screen full of unfinished notes. This was nothing new. It seemed like most nights and weekends were spent catching up on documentation. To say I was annoyed by documentation was an understatement, I was angry over it. And while I was sick of it, I knew there was no escaping it. Yet, there was an escape, just not in the way I hoped….
As we sat in the stands, we argued about when Bon Jovi would play Livin’ On a Prayer. We debated when, not if they would play the song. Bon Jovi can’t do a show without playing their signature song, fans would revolt. That’s when it hit me- how difficult it must be to play the same song over and over with the same intensity as the first time. Bon Jovi first played the song in 1985 and most recently played it September 2018 during their current tour. It cannot be enjoyable to play a song upwards of 1500 times and...
The sip of dessert wine tasted amazing especially in contrast to the merlot I had just tried. The moscato blend was welcomed as it washed away the “cigar and wood notes” of the merlot that the description promised. After the tasting, we decided that we would buy a glass and sit on the patio.
I didn’t hesitate as I ordered the moscato blend and made my way outside. Halfway through the glass I looked at it as if it were a traitor. It was nauseatingly sweet. The first few sips were enjoyable, but with each sip the sweetness became more and more overwhelming. How could something I had enjoyed so much during the tasting turn out to be so disappointing? Well, I think it is The Taste Test Illusion.
It reminded me of the Pepsi Paradox. When Pepsi and Coke went head to head in a taste test, most chose Pepsi even though more people reported liking Coke better. The people weren’t lying when they reported liking Coke more, but...
“And that’s why I probably shouldn’t do a residency,” I concluded and looked back at my professor for her reaction.
She paused and I couldn’t tell if she agreed with the list of reasons I had just rattled off or not.
“Sounds like you’re scared,” was all she said.
Scared!? Had she not listened to me? I had just listed poor timing, less financial compensation, increased work requirements, needing to take the boards early... and her reply was that I was scared.
After a long pause, she had me do an exercise… and I want you all to do it as you read.
Give yourself 20 seconds and try and spot every blue item you can in the room. You’re going to need to remember the items so try to make a mental list.
… Seriously, do it before you keep reading.
Okay, now after reading the next sentence, close your eyes and do what it says:
Close your eyes and recall as many red items in the room as you...
I had a feeling, but I couldn’t articulate it.
I had a blast, but I didn’t know why.
The projects were hard.
Sometimes they took years.
Many times they were frustrating.
The projects were critiqued.
I was critiqued.
But I enjoyed it.
As part of the Professional Rebellion, we help people complete a values exercise to determine what is most important to them. This provides a foundation to help them live a life and a career that they love. When we created a new version of this exercise, I had to test it out on myself. One of the questions asked me to think about the times in my life that I felt most fulfilled.
As I looked back on my career, I recognized that my deepest fulfillment came from when I was in a group of people seeking to solve a problem or to create something new. We would sit and debate, discuss, get frustrated, and have ideas. These projects were so big they frequently took over a year to complete. Day in and day out we struggled together to achieve small wins...