In a previous post, I talked about why I don’t love new year’s resolutions but today I wanted to look at something similar, but different. Goal settings.
I’m not the kind of person who really sets goals, nothing fills me with fear like the interview question “where do you see yourself in 5 years?” and I provide some fudge answer of I don’t really know where I’ll be, but the path will reveal itself as I get to it.
It’s a bit like when you’re driving at night – you know the road ahead is there, but you can only see the part your headlights show. So that’s the only bit that really matters.
Let’s cast our minds back to January 2020, any goals you set then would have been likely been derailed by the old pandemic so this brings us back to the question of why set goals? But maybe that isn’t the right question to ask. Even during 2020 we were still able to achieve things and make progress towards goals, we just took a slightly different path to get there.
And this is probably why I don’t set goals. Unless I set a goal to do something in the next hour I’ll take a few different paths and then decide to follow the path I’m then on.