The Summer Olympics are over and we are straddling between the Democratic National Convention and the Republican National Convention.

So let's take a breather and reflect back on the Olympics. What moved you? What were your "aha" moments? How did the entire experience make you feel? Were you like me trying to get a copy of Michael Phelps' daily diet of 4000 calories but unsure how you were going to burn most of them off like he does?

I've never spent much time on the Summer Olympics. I'm a downhill skier kind of gal and always enjoy the winter ones. However, this past month I found myself enraptured by the Opening Ceremonies and just like that great line in Jerry Maquire, they had me at "hello".

From the over-the-top opener I fell in love with beach volleyball (both men's and women's), regular volleyball, Michael Phelps' agenda, the divers and even the gymnasts.

Here are the lessons I learned: Forget about trying to go for the big win-the lottery ticket of life. Just try to strive a little bit harder. Sometimes it's not about the competition. It's more about challenging yourself to beat your last best, whether that be your time, your dive, your game or your swim.

The reality of Michael Phelps winning a Gold Medal by 1/100^th of a second is mind-boggling. That's about the length of a fingernail. If he had let up just the teeniest he would not have reached the wall before his opponent. The men's regular volleyball team-if they had let the emotions of what happened to their coach's family take over and play mind games with them, they never would have made it all the way to the top of the podium and their Gold Medals.

Instead of seeing their end points – Gold Medals – many of these athletes simply stayed "in the moment" and gave it their best, at that moment, focusing on putting forth their best.

And that's really all any of us should do – forget about winning the lottery, but focus on trying to be just a little bit better today than we were yesterday.

If we can do that, we'll all come out winners.

Until Next Time…

Sue