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Automatic replies have been on. A moment to leave the working world behind, turn off the email and let the brain relax. It can take a few days for the mind to stop thinking about everyday issues and problems. You need to try and leave in a way where there are no issues overhanging which might eat into your brain, not allow you to fully relax. Our worlds are so overcome by earning a living, running projects, administration, bureaucracy, the needs of others, thinking about your job, looking for another job, friends, families, football teams. We all need a break, reset, get alternative perspectives which will then feed into our daily working worlds. The leisure process relies on us taking holidays, getting away from the daily grind to experience new worlds. A time to leave the screen, explore new cultures, sit by the pool, swim, read, wander, contemplate, talk, make new friends, cares gradually leaving your self as detachment from your daily routine and objects starts to nurture the soul. There is power in leaving work for periods of time, allowing your company or project to function even though you are not there. It shows trust in others. It is human to want to feel indispensable but allowing others to step up provides strength to organisations. Like a reserve goalkeeper in football, an unknown quantity until they are given the chance to perform under pressure. Give youth a chance. Managers nervous about their own precarious positions so afraid to experiment, to take a chance. It shows a lack of conviction in their own ways of working. But you can unleash them, from sitting on the side lines they take their moment, usurp the incumbent, become number one. Roy of the Rovers stuff. Experiment. Try things you never dared to consider. Do goalkeepers really need a break though, standing around watching. Goalkeepers are said to be mad, probably something to do with coping with the abuse they receive from behind their net. You’re s*** Agh. There aren’t many jobs where this level of personal attack is tolerated, even celebrated. All part of generating a great atmosphere. What do goalkeepers do when they go on vacation? Shout at random strangers. Stand longingly on a stretch of grass peering into the distance, wondering where all their mates have gone.

Coming from behind

We love an underdog. Not the winner who is expected to win, does so without apparently breaking sweat.  Sampras or Djokavic in tennis. It was always Nastase or Connors for me. Andy Murray had to work at full pelt to succeed, taking things to the edge so you were never sure if he was going to survive. The result in the balance. At the Paris 2024 Olympics two sets of UK athletes went for the dramatic rather than common place. Alex Yeo in the triathlon battled through the polluted waste of the Seine, swimming against sewage and the tide, survived the bike leg And then embarked on his favourite running section. Surprisingly one of his competitors started to go increasingly ahead. All seemed lost for Yeo and Team GB. He gained a second wind though, and bit by bit started to close the gap. The commentator got increasingly excited and then about 100 metres from the end Yeo takes the lead, wins by a few yards and then collapses on the ground, a few feet from the finish line. Completely spent. Exhausted. At his limit and beyond. The next competitor wobbles and falls gently on top of him, adrenalin immediately leaving the body as the finishing line is past. Back to the Seine, the women’s quads rowing were taking place, The Netherlands forging a large lead but the plucky Brits were hanging in there, just in sight, Gradually they started to reel their opponents in. It looked too late for gold but a few metres from the line an extraordinary effort propelled them to a photo finish which they won by a neck, or a head. Half an oar. The crew didn’t know they had won until the result flashed up on the screen. An incredible feat made dramatic by the manner of victory. It is not just about winning but the story that unfolds within it. The French BMX biker who crashed and lost his shoe before coming back to win a medal. Much more exciting than the Francophile swimmer who won loads of medals, seemingly without being out of breath. It’s not what you do but the way that you do it when going for gold.