I had a smug outlook on life. I was twenty years old and other than my ineptitude with women, things were good. I had my own house and enough money that I never thought about whether or not I could afford something. I was making my money gambling, which I considered to be quite an achievement.
I felt like I was way ahead of everyone my age. And, for the most part, I was.
But then, as I coasted, the dot com thing happened and I missed it. I was too busy buying rims for my car and putting a movie theater in my house. While other people my age were really accomplishing things and making millions, I was a league down in a dying business.
And time has passed.
Now I'm not ahead of the game anymore. I'm behind it. I'm not old, but there are certainly a lot of younger people who have accomplished much bigger things. I watch videos on my computer of people younger than me speaking at TED. I should be speaking there, I think to myself.
The paradox is that I don't regret much. I love my life. I've done a lot of great things, I have a lot of amazing people in my life, and I've learned a ton. I have freedom. I'm not unhappy by any stretch of the imagination.
But I know I could do more. A lot more.
I don't lament that I'm not going to be president, because it's not a possibility for me. I've made choices which have excluded me from that track. Likewise I don't blame myself for not becoming a football player. I couldn't be one.
I do regret dropping the ball on things that would have gotten me places I want to be. I've been writing this blog for four years, yet it's not one of the top blogs. Why? It's not because I don't have as much good content as the top bloggers. It's not because they're better writers than me. It's simply because while they spent hours carefully crafting posts, networking, and writing guest posts, I was wasting time.
Ramit Sethi wrote that he spent eighteen hours making a blog post for another site. I've probably never spent more than two.
I could name a million opportunities which I could have knocked out of the park, but didn't. Tim Ferriss' agent asked for a copy of my book for publishing consideration. Did I stay up for twenty four hours poring over it, making sure it was absolutely breathtaking? Nope, I sent him what I had and went to lunch. I've had people interested in TV shows, major bloggers who have left doors open for me to guest post, and plenty of introductions to major players in the internet world. I didn't take advantage of any of these things.
Instead I carved out my own niche of peculiar mediocrity. I do amazing things and I do them with average vigor. I get to "good enough" and call it a day.
To make things worse, I'm fully aware of this. I watch myself make mistakes. This isn't the first post I've written on the subject, but not much has changed since the last one.
The problem is that I'm running out of time. The longer I stubbornly refuse to play like a champion, the hard it is to instill that habit in myself. I would tell someone else in my shoes, "If you don't do it now, you'll never do it. Start now."
I'm writing this mainly as a self serving post to inspire myself; to put my faults out in public so that they're harder for me to ignore privately. I wouldn't beat myself up if I didn't think I could reach my goals, but it's a simple fact that I can reach them and am not doing what it takes to get there.
I'm writing also to temper my inclination to slide into "guru mode". I need to remind myself that having a lot of things figured out isn't the same as having everything figured out.
What am I doing about it? I'm keeping the answer to myself until it's successful. I'd rather share proven winners than speculation. It's easy to announce grand plans and feel that rush of false accomplishment. It's better to privately execute and then share.
A most exceptional posting in a fantastic Blog. America is flooded with phony "Positivism" but you face your "failings" with bold honesty. The thing is, most people would love to claim ownership to such "failings." You are an exceptionally successful person. Maybe you don't make $20K per month yet, but you've had more genuine experience and achievement than most people have in ten lifetimes!
thanks for the honesty - baring one's soul like this in a blog is what, in my opinion, makes for a top blog.
am sure many will relate ....
One of your best posts... I also had an online gambling business that left me kind of cocky while my peers were busting their asses starting careers.
your blog is the only blog i read.
You will be successful. Its the people who are just content with life as it is and dont desire to be more and achieve more, those people wont be successful. its that hunger that will drive you to your goal.
I too want so much more myself.. there are so many aspects on my life i need to excel in. hopefully through time and hard work i will.
Do you need a partner in crime? aka someone to keep you motivated? Or maybe "mastermind group".
I know it's my circle of friends that keeps me pushing myself and living at my edge both in work and socially.
Our track has been very similar. Where you went with gambling, I went with the stock market in high school. Only in the past year have I made a change.
For me, a catalyst was understanding that knowledge is comprised of two parts: thinking and acting. And if I've never done it, then I don't actually have knowledge of it. It was a wakeup call for me to start acting more (and figuring out what my ambitions were to act toward), rather than thinking that I could just do all of these things I always thought I could do.
I just moved back to Austin after much traveling. I went on a 3 month RV road trip (roadtrip20.com). If you want to meet up for good conversation, let me know. You have my email address with this comment.
A burst of honesty here.
Great inspiring post as it made me think about my own life too.
Thanks for sharing :)
Hey buddy.. there is obviously much respect for you from your readers.
Great post, which I can definitely relate to. It seems like a lifetime ago when you stopped off for a nap on my couch on your way to Project Hollywood!
After a long day in the sun at the 2010 Crossfit Games in LA, I've flopped into my Aeron in the RV, which is parked near my old stomping grounds in Hollywood. I found an amazing parking spot right near the Farmer's Market that has no street cleaning and is always empty at night. You'd be surprised how important things like street cleaning become when you live in an RV. Anyway, I don't have enough energy left to pull myself out of my chair, so it's time to tally up the survey results from a couple weeks ago and share what I learned.
This one was totally unexpected. Around a third of the people who responded said that they want more Life Nomadic. To be totally honest, I didn't know people were that interested in it. The site, when it was separate, never developed the same sort of following this site has.
I want to be a poet when I'm older, or a journalist. Anything that involves writing. A lot of people ask why I write, and why I am so into music? I write, because writing is one of my favorite things to do, in some ways I feel like I was just born with it. I've been writing since I was little, except back than, what i wrote didn't make a lot of sense. My mom used to write too, she wanted to be a journalist when she grew up. She wrote love letters to people but never gave the letters to them, I guess that's where I got it from. My mom told me that I remind her just like her when she was a teenager. I love to write, because I'm not good at expressing my words. I'm probably the most awkward person ever...I'm like an awkward hippo. Writing, is so much easier for me to express myself. I don't have to make eye contact with anyone when I'm writing out my feelings. When I write my poems, most of them express things I feel, but since it's a poem, no one really knows they are about me. Some are other peoples scenarios..like suicide, bullying, things like that. As for music, none of you reading this know that I play guitar, piano and I sing, I also listen to music every second of every day..well maybe that is exaggerating a little, but just a little. I listen to old music, rock music, country music, basically all kinds of music. I started playing guitar 2 years ago, and started playing piano three years ago, as for singing, I've been singing my whole life. Music is like my escape from the world. Music describes exactly what I'm feeling most of the time. Singing, is just a passion of mine. Guitar, I love the sound of it. Piano, I feel free when I am playing it. I also love the sound of it as well. Since I sit in my room all day, write, and listen to music, you could say I'm a awkward loser with no social life.....but that'd be an understatement.