No, I’m not feeling bad for myself… I got an interesting email this morning from Steve Siebold. He is a mental toughness coach and am on his mailing list (but never bought into any of his programs). I like his approach and usually agree with his message.
Well you couldn’t beat the subject line ‘Don’t Die Fat’… and, you know I was going to open that up! I clicked the link and was impressed by his video and message. A free 21 day ‘coaching’ that encourages dieting, exercise and basically says you don’t need chemicals or pre-packaged meals (something I tend to agree with) and take responsibility and control of your weight.
He is claiming his program is totally free and came from his own need a few years ago to suck it up and lose an extra 40 lbs. he put on quickly (anyone relate to that?!). If you know me I have a very sensitive ‘BS monitor’ and he appeared to be totally honest and forthright and again, hello… free.
From a purely ‘marketing’ standpoint, his books are for sale in the sidebar and the sale of the book is pretty much 90% guaranteed and it also is an entree into other things he might be selling. Well, I don’t care, I’m getting 21 days of ‘mental toughness’ coaching from a master. And kudos to his marketing concept… it might convert a ‘follower’ (which I’ve been) to a ‘buyer’!
Good news, down one more pound!!! Bad news, Sarah has been asked to senior prom. The young man is supposed to be something of a ‘Jesus freak’ (local protestant church has a teen ‘Ground Zero’ that he is active in) but that doesn’t impress me. He appears to have something like 1200 ‘friends’ on Facebook and as Sarah has admitted is popular at school. So, WHY is he bothering with a sophomore (who will still be 15 when she attends prom with him)? We did discuss that he might have targeted her to be ‘saved’ (because everyone knows that a practicing Catholic isn’t saved, right?) when he first started calling and walking her to class. So, not sure what the deal is, but I’ll keep you updated on whether I have to teach him some good old fashioned ‘Fear of God’ from a Catholic mom.
By the way, Prince Charming’s response was PRICELESS. I called him at work yesterday and the announcement was met with total silence. I had to ask ‘are you still there?’ And all I could get out of him was ‘We will discuss it later.’ Well, later never came last night. I’m not sure what he did the night of his senior prom, but I know what I did… and that’s enough for me to say I DON’T *THINK* SO, honey.