Let’s dissect today’s draft. 

Come On “Tank!”  
Don’t Dim The Shades, Sharpen The Blades.  
Call yourself whatever you need to, to top off the gun powder flash pan.  Look up.  Focus on sweet baby Jesus.  Ride His coattails.  You might feel responsible for heaving and ho-ing yet, but that’s where Grace comes into action.  Let it go.  They are going to throw everything including the kitchen sink at you.  Say “thanks” and move on with your day.  Pile the junk frustrations a mile high, too.  Rip your tee shirt and growl if eyes are stuck on you doing everything you can with the scraps you’re given.  Go on, save the bowing until curtains start closing.

You are heavily invested in outcomes.  Manage expectations enough to enjoy the ride.  Turn hopelessness into way more than enough.  If you’re smart, consider front loading everything.  Anticipating just a chance to catch your breath is a more achievable goal.  I don’t enjoy waiting for things my efforts have no impact on.  Communicate with your team to make sure you’re all on the same page.  Coach the tag team of fire-breathing dragons to dominate!  Tune out the distractions.  People, wants, desires, and comfort supply a false state of achievement.

It’s going to suck, and feel wrong isolating yourself to attain what’s important to you.  Is the noise adding tallies to your WIN column?  Chances, are, not all it could be.  Rest, Refocus, Start Again from a better foundation (baseline), often.