Hello from sunny Boulder, Colorado.

Wrapping up the last day of a trip out west with my kiddo for a prestigious dance camp.

Then we’re home for less than 24 hours before driving to Tennessee for a waterpark birthday celebration.

Sienna officially becomes a teenager on Sunday.

Then next weekend I’ll be in Beverly Hills for a charity gala to help kids fighting cancer.

Then after a week back home in Atlanta, we have one more dance camp in Akron, Ohio.

Whoa.

I’m telling you all this because it’s the most I’ve ever traveled in a month.

And I knew it was going to be a challenge.

Maybe your summer looks a little like that too.

The calendar filling in faster than you can catch your breath.

If so, this one’s for you.

So here’s the thing.

My daughter is crazy about dance.

I mean, the kid literally never stops dancing.

In classes. At camp. And everywhere else.

Twirling in line at Chipotle.

Extending her foot above her head in the kitchen.

The music never really stops in our house.

There’s always something playing, and she’s usually moving to it.

We even have a full “dance room” at home with a giant mirror covering an entire wall.

And the whole thing is very competitive.

She has friends who are spending their entire summer at dance camps that last 2-4 weeks apiece and weaving in private lessons during the brief periods in between.

And while it’s mostly going well, some of them are stressed from not having enough down time.

One even injured an ankle and is going to get an x-ray.

Those of you who’ve followed me for a while know that I practice what I preach.

So although Sienna would like nothing more than to use every spare moment to get better at dance, I made sure to tap the brakes.

I wanted her to have some time to relax and let those muscles recover from all the stress.

And also to be a kid.

Go to the pool.

Have a sleepover.

Play with the dogs.

My month of crazy travel is an aberration.

An exception to the rule.

It just so happened that these camps, her birthday and the charity event all took place in the span of a month.

But the rule is one word…

Balance.

The kind where you can still feel your own life while you’re living it.

And how we balance our lives is a product of our values.

What is the purpose of our life?

What’s truly important?

As I wrote last year in my book (The Executive Dad’s Playbook), there are three pillars to a happy life.

Health, wealth, and relationships.

Remove one of those pillars and it’s actually quite difficult to be happy.

I’ve met many successful people in my practice.

Some of them multimillionaires with more money than they knew what to do with.

People who’d already achieved more than they ever expected.

And guess what?

It didn’t make them happy.

Because usually they had sacrificed their health or relationships in the pursuit of it.

One thing I’ve learned from 23 years and 15,000 sessions is this.

After basic survival needs are met, happiness is extremely important.

And it comes primarily from doing what you love with the people you love.

That’s why I was so happy riding roller coasters with Sienna in June.

I was doing one of my favorite things in the world with my favorite person in the world.

This month, I’m traveling across our great nation so much that I fully anticipate my head to be spinning.

But in August, I will rest.

And although Sienna will have three weeks of dance under her belt, we’re not pushing it as hard as some of her friends.

Because I want more for her than greatness.

I want her to be happy.

And her happiness will come from being as great as she can be while she keeps her life in balance.

That means keeping her mind, body and relationships in excellent shape as she actively works toward her goals.

In fact, that’s what I’ve been doing this week in Boulder.

Mixing in a bit of work while walking around Pearl Street, eating good food and making friends with the locals.

Oh, and sleeping 8 hours a night (which is tougher to do at home).

Balance can be achieved, dear reader.

Maybe not perfectly, but well enough.

Remember… life moves pretty fast.

Blink and it’ll be Labor Day.

Blink again and it’ll be Halloween.

Before you know it we’ll be ringing in 2027.

So chase the goal. And while you chase it, go be where your people are.

That’s the part you’ll remember.

With gratitude,

Sean