Flipping the script to optimize my life

I’m a morning person—but I don’t do mornings.

So why in the hell, then, have I been trying to hard to THIS schedule?

0500: Get up. Exercise.
— work all day —
2100: Stay up. Work on GBXM.

Last night, I joked that I should flip that schedule.

0500: Get up. Get online. Work on GBXM.
— work all day —
2100: Exercise. And get 7 hours of sleep.

I laughed and laughed. Until I didn’t.

Would you believe I was disappointed I didn’t hear my 5AM alarm this morning?

Something, something. Connecting the dots between hustle, flow, and willpower.

Choppin’ Broccoli

Damnit, Coach.

I love the rare intersections of laziness and productivity.

For example, I don’t want to leave the office for lunch unless I’m meeting a customer—and Uber Eats is a COLOSSAL waste of money—I just started stocking my desk drawer with “healthy” snacks.

Epic beef, bison, and salmon bars. A couple bags of beef jerky. Lara fruit & veggies bars. Kind cranberry almond bars. Seriously. I have at least a dozen options in my desk at any given time—and none of them are over 200 calories.

When I get hungry, I don’t have to get in the truck and drive anywhere. I don’t even have to leave my desk. I just reach into the drawer and grab whatever sounds good. That’s productive.

And since I’m doing so much snacking, I don’t get those crazy, midday hunger pains, so I’m actually eating less. Three or four snacks at 130-190 calories each is less than half the calories of any drive-thru.

It’s lazy productive. I don’t have to think about, plan, prepare, or even schedule lunch. I just reach into my desk and eat. It’s less expensive. It’s healthier. And it’s more productive. I love it.

But as Coach Theis points out, as good as those things are compared to fast food, there are even better options. That’s right, Coach is suggesting vegetables.

I don’t know which feels more bizarre right now, that I’ve got a gallon freezer bag full of broccoli and baby carrots in the fridge—or that I’m kinda craving raw broccoli and carrots.

Squaring Confucius with Memento Mori

I got up at 5AM and ran today.

I didn’t jump out of bed, but I didn’t hesitate, either.

It was the best run I’ve ever had. It wasn’t easy, but nothing hurt.

Really starting to get into this, if not slowly.

During this run, I found myself thinking (about something other than pain). I’m training with an app called “Couch to 5K (C25K)”. I’m starting Week 5 over in my third month on the program.

If I’d stuck to the program, I would have already done a 5K—but I’m going slowly.

Confucius said, “It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.”

Comforting words for someone struggling to stay on the pace and improve.

But are they TOO comforting?

The stoics refer to “Memento mori,” or “Remember that you will die.”

And we’ve all heard variations of that theme.

Nobody wishes they’d got more work done or spent more time on Facebook on their deathbed.

Which is to say, as a 40-year old white male, my life is statistically half-over.

No. I’m not trying to be morbid, but I am trying to square Confucius with memento mori today.

It does not matter how slowly you go—unless you really want to get there before you die.

You can’t be TOO cavalier about how much progress you make—but you shouldn’t beat yourself up about it either. Unless you know you’re full of shit.

It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you always do your best.

Anyway, that’s the way I heard it.