Game Faces

Game Faces

The plan is always as follows:

With my game face on-- show up prepared and energized, ready to ask good questions, listen, work hard, and create positive change.

Every time. Game face on. That’s the goal.

As a young professional, we should go into each day with a game plan in order to give our people the best version of ourselves. Game faces are a good thing, hear me on this.

But the past few weeks my game face has gone from an attempt at the above description to two words: morning sickness. Shall I clarify: morning, afternoon, evening sickness. This time of year in my line of work is planting season and for me specifically, plot time! In short, I work with farmer cooperators to plant the newest genetics across my territory to get local data and observations so we have the best information for positioning our products for the year. It’s a crazy season for everyone in agriculture!

The orange stakes are used to mark a different product in the field. Certainly no selfies were taken this year during plots! 

The orange stakes are used to mark a different product in the field. Certainly no selfies were taken this year during plots! 

So plot time—game face should be on because it’s the farmers’ time at stake. And taking extra time that’s unnecessary is frustrating for all involved. You never know when the next rain shower is coming or when something is going to break—so it’s best to keep folks moving right along.

Then it hits: morning sickness. {or afternoon or evening} And the game face is long gone. People waiting for you, watching helplessly because it can’t be fixed like a planter or tractor. And while the empathy displayed is appreciated, I’m truly just ticked because I can’t keep it together long enough to get through one plot.

Anyone else nodding along? Young professionals that have something come along that wrecks their game face? All the prep and planning and then wah-lah. Oh, hello sickness in the middle of a corn field.

But then the magic happened and my mind was blown.

Conversations took place that would have never otherwise. Stories of the day their first child was born and the scare/joy/etc. Stories are shared about how someone's wife had the same struggles. We discuss things like adoption and the beauty of this. Highs and lows of life—this would have never happened with the game face on. Stepping back after plots are wrapping up, I can appreciate this more than ever.

And while, as young professionals, it is important to come equipped and ready to work, there are moments in life that change the gear. So stop, breathe, and remind yourself of how human you are—and the people around you. And maybe, true relationship building could take place as someone sees you struggle.