Of all the roles at FSHQ, one of the most important is the Mojo Manager. It is important to have some form of accountability.
Robert told me he and Peter have nominated Sam for the role, which involves regularly asking our merry little band questions to discover just how merry we are. Questions like:
- How are your stress levels, out of ten?
- How much exercise have you done this week?
- Are you eating enough fruit and veggies?
- What support do you need from your business partners this week?
- And in Peter’s case (oh, okay, maybe in my case too): What time did you stop work last night and go to bed?
It’s such a simple initiative, costs nothing, and – to be fair – while Sam may get a little stern if she doesn’t like our answers, The Commando, she ain’t.
But somehow the simple act of having to report to someone outside my immediate household has an instant galvanising effect that spurs me on to better habits.
While I did ask these questions of myself before Sam was awarded her lofty new job title, I confess that when I’m the only one who’s going to hear the answers, I feel far less pressure to get them right. This appears to be yet another aspect of soloism that I’m better off outsourcing than attempting to do myself.
This realisation has got me wondering why that’s the case. My health doesn’t increase in priority just because someone else asks about it. Or at least it shouldn’t.
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I’ve decided there must be some kind of accountability algorithm at play, in which the likelihood of a particular outcome eventuating is proportional to the number of people I talk to about it beforehand or who might ask me about it afterwards.
Now I’m wondering what other things I should be asking my buddies to help me stay committed to.
Am I alone in this? Have you enlisted a mojo-managing mate to help you stay on the straight and narrow? Please share your comments.
PS: Sam, for the record, so far this week my report card reads: Pretty good. Two full-on training sessions and one cruisy one. Veggies? Yep. Fruit? Not so much. (And you don’t want to know).