On Accountability

It’s funny: I finally find enough success as an entrepreneur to live off my profits and I get depressed. I lost my purpose. It’s like the opposite of what I felt would happen.

I let myself get seduced by the comfort of having passive income. I indulged in lots of shit that derailed my productivity. I thought it was okay if I limited the behavior, but that never worked in practice.

SO I’ve banned a lot of shit cold turkey out of my life. Watching sports, Esports, reddit — really anything that can serve as a major distraction to my mission (I have THREE website blockers that I have to disable to get to any sites I’d indulge in, not worth it). I’m waking up at 5am again. And hey IM BLOGGING AGAIN. I also help out other entrepreneurs daily on The Fastlane Forum.

Being uncomfortable is great! It helps when things get rough (like resetting my sleep to 5am) that I tell myself this discomfort is way more fun than giving into comfort and being sad about it. This seems weird to write because this wasn’t a problem for me until I had success but whatev.

I haven’t been valuing my time and in return my time has not been valuing me (hrrrrrr I’m so clever). But ya I’ve also put my yearly goals in a picture frame above my computer, and I write down Deadlines for ANYTHING I work on. I make life like a game and it become more fun to do the right things.

Hey but I’m also not taking life so seriously. Like I’m not even gonna edit this post more than one time over! This guy!

K see you next time peace

Random Human Kindness

Random Human Kindness

Fuck. My immediate thoughts after my bike’s front tire gave out and I was miles away from home at Whole Foods. My mind started iterating through any possible next step I could take. I decided after only seconds I’d have to make the miserable trek back home on a flat.

“You don’t want to do that, your spokes will all blow out”. Like a fucking Batman outta nowhere, my bike broke down right in front of THE bike expert who happened to live two houses away from Whole Foods. We went to her house, pumped the tire and temporarily sealed the leak.

Her name is Alyssa, she appeared to be into Rock, was chill as fuck, and I may never see her again. But for that moment, she was one of the coolest people I knew.

She had no obligation to me but she saved my day. Maybe I’ll find a way to pay her back.

Thanks, Alyssa.

Working Hard is Overrated

Do you think any boxers preparing for Muhammad Ali weren’t preparing like their life depended on it?  Of course they were. They still lost.  But not because they didn’t work hard.

Look no further than Silicon Valley if you need a today example.  So many startups fail year after year.  Yes, some of them could have worked harder.  But most failed startups didn’t fail because “they didn’t work hard enough”. 

I’m not advocating you become a success by sleeping all day and picking your nose.  Working hard is important, but working smart is far more important.  

The heavyweight boxers of Muhammad Ali’s time were winning titles by raw bruteforce.  The harder the punch, the more successful the boxer.  The most feared of the 60s was Sonny Liston.  He won the heavyweight title by knocking out the previous title-holder, Floyd Merriweather, in a single round. 

Liston was a monster. No one wanted to fight him.  Until an upstart Cassius Clay challenged and took him down in 6 rounds.

Ali wasn’t a hard hitter at all.  He talked a lot of shit.  He almost seemed “scrawny” for being a heavyweight boxer.  So how the fuck did he make Liston look like a amateur?

Ali moved too fast for heavy punches.  He conserved energy so he was always prepared to go 12+ rounds.  His own punches were fast and precise — eventually enough head blows would be game over for his opponent.

Defense wins championships.  And Ali’s agility and endurance gave him the best defense in the game. 

Ali fought smart.   

50 Followers already?  Gosh. I used Tumblr for over a year longer than WordPress and still haven’t hit 50 there.  I’m definitely upgrading and switching my domain to here when I can.

I’m not so sure this is a fair trade off, but with a brand new app, my Valt needs any reviews he can get to stand out.  If you’ve enjoyed things I’ve posted, I’d really love it if you’d download it and give hime a nice 5 star review.  (It’ll help you store passwords and login anywhere faster, too).

Why we hate “Salesmen”

The funny thing about sales — we tend to associate the word “salesman” with people who fail at selling or trick us to buy. “Oh he was obviously just trying to get me to buy his product”.  I often rehearse my responses beforehand if I know I’m about to talk to someone whose going to try to upsell me.

The weird thing is when you’ve gained my trust, you’re not a salesman anymore — your a friend, a mentor, someone who has gone out of their way to find a pain point in my life to solve.  You helped bring value into my life.

The best selling doesn’t seem like selling at all.  That’s why word-of-mouth is so effective in helping a product grow — your best friends already have truckloads of your trust.  We’ll use a product they recommend without thinking twice about it.  And we certainly don’t accuse them of being salesman.

So, in the end, “salesman” means people either manipulating us to buy things we don’t want, or failing to convey why we would want it which is funny because that’s the opposite of what a good salesman actually is.