Today I made the transition from 51 years to 52. I tend to get reflective on my birthday, and today I am thinking about how badly I need goals in my life to be happy and to get better.
Whether it’s a sales goal or an Indianapolis adventure race that I’m training for, it helps me focus. It makes the day-to-day discipline required seem less like drudgery and more like meaningful work.
How badly do you need goals? Do you need to lengthen your goals list?