Countless books, seminars, and gurus promise to teach you the secrets to success.

Well, here's my secret. There are no secrets to success.

Actually, it's pretty simple. Want to excel in whatever you do?

Get to work. Keep working and don't stop until the job is done. That's called Work Ethic.

I'm the sideline reporter for NBC's Sunday Night Football.

I won't lie, it's a dream job.

But it isn't a dream come true. There's no fantasy involved. Just a lifetime of hard work.

I had my first real job at 13. I was a paper girl.

I delivered newspapers to people's homes and sold subscriptions door to door.

That job taught me persistence. I learned that to succeed, especially in sales, you have to knock on a lot of doors.

In high school, I worked at Basque and Robbins. The manager didn't appreciate it when I gave out overly generous portions to customers.

That taught me accountability. Until you run the show, you answer to the person who does.

A few years later, I worked as a telemarketer for an insurance company.

A lot of people look down on telemarketers. I don't. If you think a legitimate job is beneath you, you don't deserve that job. Or any other.

Like all telemarketers, I was rejected far more often than not. Usually I didn't get past the first sentence. But sometimes I did.

Enough to make some good money. The path to success is paved with failure.

As a waitress in college, I learned that you need to smile and treat customers well even when you're having a bad day.

Leave your mood at the door or expect to be shown the door.

After I graduated, I had seven jobs. Count them seven. One of those was a public relations assistant in Los Angeles.

It was fun, but it involved ridiculously long hours. That was okay though.

I got used to it. And when long hours were called four later, I was ready.

I went from PR to producing a morning radio show. The host had talent. We put out a good product. But it wasn't enough.

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