It rained last Thursday. Really rained. The kind of rain that wakes you up in the night, is falling when you get up, falls all day, and is still coming down when you go to bed. The kind of rain that makes you want to head down to Home Depot to see just how much building that ark is going to cost you. When faced with that kind of apocalyptic weather, I did the obvious thing — I went golfing.
If you´re a golfer, you will understand the addiction that the sport can become, and if you aren´t, you never will. I have never smoked crack, so I can´t accurately say that crack and golf are alike in anyway, but I am sure that there are similarities between the two. Once it gets hold of you it won´t let go. My friend and I had put the thought of playing golf into our minds, and no amount of nature´s fury was going to dissuade us. We were, apparently, alone in our devotion, though, because we were completely alone on the course.
So we went and played and got very, very wet. We had rain coats on, but after a while it just doesn´t matter. We were, quite literally, soaked to the bone. When we went to get a snack in between the 9th and 10th holes the water content of the coffee was matched by the water content of the bills we used to pay for it.
A few things happened during the game. First, we had a very good time. After a while, you can´t get any wetter, and it wasn´t windy or cold, so the weather wasn´t a factor. The people in the clubhouse thought we were crazy, so that added to the adventure. It was the most relaxing round I have ever played, because we never had to wait to tee off and there was never anyone behind us trying to drive a ball through our heads. Most importantly, because it was so relaxed and unique, I played very loose and took four strokes off of my best score ever (golfers will realize my giddiness over hitting 90 for the first time — and yes, I am bragging).
What the heck does that have to do with productivity? Well, golf, as great as it is, is a time vacuum. A typical round can take as long as five hours, plus the time to get there, warm up, and the inevitable trip to the 19th hole. Fun, but not that productive. On that rainy day we played in 3 hours because we never had to (or wanted to) stop. We were also able to tee off 20 minutes before our booked time, which saved more time. We played a great and memorable round of golf and finished more than two hours earlier than we normally would have. We went in with a positive attitude, embraced something that no one else wanted anything to do with, saved time and improved our performance as well. Next time we have a downpour, I’m off to the course.
In this case it was golf, but the same concept can be applied in all sorts of ways. Any ideas?