I saw a pigeon being run over last night. It was horrible. It was run over once and it's wings were still flapping afterwards. Then it was run over again. This time only one wing was flapping. A kind motorist then took aim and flattened the poor creature, it's body by now stuck onto said motorists back wheel.

Why did I watch with such morbid fascination? I could easily have looked away.

I've been looking for a clever coaching perspective on the whole thing, but nothing has come to me.

Perhaps is was nothing more than that - morbid fascination.

It's no secret that technology is not really my thing. Thinking about it makes me hot. Reading about it makes me itch. Talking about it makes me mumble and gives me a headache.

So I'm feeling rather pleased with myself today, after ordering my first webcam. It took three minutes to order, cost twenty-odd pounds and will be here in three days.

I'll now be offering coaching via Skype and will try to dispense with my limiting beliefs surrounding technology.

I grew up with The Glad Game.

All you have to do to play is count up some of the the things you have to be glad about. It's a tool that must have been around since the dawn of time in one form or another and has now been adopted by coaches all over the world. Although it probably has many different names, it has one purpose - to raise the spirit.

Try it.

It's very effective!