A New Month. A New Year. A New Decade.

How is it possible that it’s 2020 already? The 2010s were absolutely batshit crazy. I graduated from my business program, moved to Memphis, fell in love, bought a house, sold a house, moved to Orlando, changed jobs, met lots of people, travelled all over the world, ran four marathons, a dozen half marathons, over 6,200 miles in total.

Can’t imagine what 2020 will have in store. I’ve got some goals I’d like to hit this decade. The main one is to diversify my income. I’ve had this goal before, and I’ve never done much towards it. Back in 2015 or 2016 I did some freelance writing and earned a whopping $52. Not exactly rolling in dough from that.

But, from everything I’ve read, one of the best ways to make money writing is to write better. And you get better by writing a lot. So that’s what I’m going to do. Write more, and see where that leads. I’ll be writing mostly about work topics: product management, leadership, with a bit of running mixed in. Hopefully people like what I write. You gotta love what you write about, otherwise people won’t believe it.

Holy Crap

Tomorrow is my 38th birthday. It hasn’t really sunk in yet, but it will. Hopefully it’ll be better than my 34th, where I actually thought I was 33. Yup, I literally forgot how old I was for almost an entire year. No bueno.

Looking back over the past year, I can’t help but think about the various goals I’ve started for myself. Make more money (eh, 3% more). Save more (big fat nope!). Be consistent with running (not quite….). Start lifting again (I went….four times). Earn side income (not even close). Spend less time watching TV and being mindless (oops). Pretty much struck out on all goals there.

Sometimes it comes in fits and starts. Sometimes I get really jazzed about something, but it always peters out. I remember in 2018 I was going to start a website where each month, I would spend a certain amount of time learning some skill (Rubik’s Cube, harmonica, Spanish, etc.) and document everything. I registered the domain name, got an Instagram account set up, starting writing down ideas, I even bought a Rubik’s cube and a horrible book (seriously – it was translated from another language and barely made any sense). And then I stopped working on it.

I was going to do an Ironman. I did one sprint triathlon in 2014, and never really trained again. I was going to do it when I was 35. Nope. My bike has flat tires and I don’t belong to a gym with a pool.

I’m not sure what’s wrong with me, but hopefully I figure out something that lights a spark. I’m reading Atomic Habits by James Clear. Maybe that’ll help?

Still here!

Been a few weeks since my last post, and for that I apologize. In truth, there hasn’t been much running-wise to post. On May 27th, a large storm knocked out power to about a quarter of all homes in Memphis. We didn’t get ours back until June 5th. Nine nights without power, without the ability to cook or keep food cold. We spent three nights at our home without power, until it got too hot to sleep. Then we went to a hotel for three nights, and finally crashed at a friend’s house for another three nights. I was determined to go home that Monday, regardless of whether we had power, as I was sick of living like a nomad.

During this time, running was obviously not a priority. I missed my long run on the 28th, I went for a short run on the 30th and the 3rd, but that was it. And of course, as soon as we were back in our house with power, we left for a long weekend in Chicago where we did plenty of walking (and eating and drinking), but no running. So in June, I’ve managed to run only eight times, only once longer than 4M (my 8 miler yesterday).

MCM training officially starts tomorrow. Hot, swampy weather officially started last week. Not the start I wanted to my training (I feel this always happens!), but I’ll make do the best I can.

More to come…