This could go under my job goal, but I really think it’s more about me and my spirit. Just found out that somebody really high profile in my field, let’s call her Miss Fabulous, is working on the same project as I am and has already nabbed a plum assignment that infringes on my responsibilities ever so slightly.

I love this story from Marlo Thomas. A powerful reminder that I’ve got to run my own race and that maybe Miss Fabulous is in my life for reasons that are all benevolent and good—to inspire me, to show me things I would’ve never seen otherwise, maybe even to be a friend.

This is from Marlo Thomas’ book, The Right Words at the Right Time>

My father said, “I raised you to be a thoroughbred. When thoroughbreds run they wear blinders to keep their eyes focused straight ahead with no distractions, no other horses. They hear the crowd but they don’t listen. They just run their own race. That’s what you have to do. Don’t listen to anyone comparing you to me or to anyone else. You just run your own race.”

The next night as the crowd filed into the theater, the stage manager knocked on my dressing room door and handed me a white box with a red ribbon. I opened it up and inside was a pair of old horse blinders with a little note that read, “Run your own race, Baby.”_