First month down, 11 to go.
I’m writing this from my balcony in Dubrovnik, completely jetlagged (it’s January 31st and I’m scheduling this for Thursday, so starting a bit early). I couldn’t fall asleep last night, so at 5:00am I popped a Modafinil.
Here’s what I’ve done so far (it’s 7:14am as I type this).
Now it’s time to watch the sun come up and down another cup of coffee.
I’ll be honest, I find setting New Year’s Resolutions to be completely worthless and silly. I don’t do them myself. I don’t even set yearly goals, because to me it just seems like too much. It’s overwhelming. Other people will differ on this opinion.
Instead, every day I put down an insane amount of work to accomplish and every damn day I make sure I do. I know that if I do this on a daily basis, that I’ll ultimately hit my yearly goals.
Last year, it was make $1,000 off the blog by the end of the year. Well, this month should nearly triple that mark. So whatever I’m doing, it’s working. Best not fix what’s not even close to broken.
But I write this because I just keep getting an email like…this:
Stop with the thinking. Just stop it. There is no reason to overthink anything in life. Simply taking action, 9 out of 10 times, will result in a far better outcome than thinking. There are exceptions to this.
You should think long and hard before investing all your savings in to one thing.
You should think long and hard before committing to a girl.
You should think long and hard before you invest significant money into something like a brick and mortar business. Online business is both the present and the future.
However, this doesn’t tend to be the case with the readers of This Is Trouble. Most of you want to create something of substance, put it out in the world, and of course—see the world. Beautiful places like Dubrovnik, Croatia—where I’m writing this from.
If you haven’t yet listened to my podcast with Mike Medici about personal development, give it a listen:
By the time you finish reading this post, I want you to have a vision in mind. Something that you’ve been putting off doing, that you know you should do but just haven’t. Let these be the words that will you over the edge.
I know I can’t make you do it, but I’m going to do my best to make you do it by the end of this post. It doesn’t matter what this is. It doesn’t matter if you were supposed to accomplish it in January, and didn’t. It doesn’t matter if you have failed at every single one of your New Year’s Resolutions.
Just promise me you will make one small step towards it.
When I used to coach guys in regards to pickup, I had a small trick. I’d make them put their feet in motion. If they feared approaching a girl, I had them take one step in her direction. That’s it. One measly step. I go into the entire process in this video.
So…can you make one step?
If you’ve been slacking on the gym, just promise me that you will go in to the gym today, and do one rep. That’s right, one rep. Not even one whole set. Go in to that gym and do one dumbbell curl. 3 pound weight, I don’t care. One rep.
If it’s girls you’re struggling with, promise me you will take one step in the direction of a cute girl who draws you in today. One step.
If you hate your job and want to quit, promise me you will do just one thing today to help move you out of that situation. Write one sentence of one blog post. Apply to one job on a freelancing site. One action.
It’s easy to look at the items I mentioned above and say, “Fuck it. That’s hard.” Understandable.
Every morning I wake up, it’s one step out of bed. It’s one cup of coffee. It’s writing one damn word on this blog before the words start coming out well (764 as of now). Sometimes I have to force myself to do it. The more often I do so the easier it becomes.
Habits form greatness. You can develop the habits, or you can die. Die knowing that what you could have accomplished with meager, small effort is just out of grasp. Breathe your last breathe knowing that everything you ever wanted in life was just one step away.
You’re telling me you can’t do that?
I don’t believe it. And fuck you—you don’t deserve it.
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