The climber in this epic video is Amity Warme. You’ll never meet someone who is more dedicated to their craft—or more accomplished in it. The scrap of paper pictured below is pinned up in the van she calls home:
“Do my choices support my goals?”
Folks, it really is that simple.
You can read self-help books, listen to podcasts, hire coaches, and attend masterminds… or you can just:
1. Clearly define the life you want.
2. Do things that move you closer to that life.
3. Don’t do things that move you further from it.
You don’t need to be perfectly disciplined, you just need to do take more steps forward than back.
It seems so simple and obvious, and yet most people…
—Aren’t clear about what they really want
—Pretend they don’t know what they need to do
—Sabotage their life every day with their actions
—Blame external forces for their lack of progress
Life begins the day you accept the inconvenient truth that you’re in the driver’s seat. You steer your life through the dozens of small choices you make every day.
“Do my choices support my goals?”
Pin it to your bathroom mirror and try this for 90 days:
Define one specific goal *in writing*.
Deliberately do things that move you toward it.
Don’t do things that move you further from it.
That’s your self-help book in one post.
Four Questions to write on this weekend to give yourself insight to level up:
1 - What things did I really want to accomplish in the last 3 months, and where did I drift?
2 - If I look back this year, where did my mindset limit me, and where did I prove myself out even more than I expected?
3 - When was my environment working against me, and where did I really feel the wind at my back & the environment giving me momentum? What things are present for the good stuff and how can I engineer that more?
4 - Next year is a new chapter in my life & work - What do I want to write in it?
All of these give you solid information about who you are, what pulls you, where you have some barriers, and where you can really get excited.
Tackle them one by one.
Changing your life is not a glow up. It is drywall dust in your throat and a calendar you keep even when no one is watching. The amount of locking in it takes will make you feel strange to yourself. You will think you are becoming boring. You are becoming accurate.
Morning at 5:43. The phone wants to be a god. You make it a brick. Face down, silent. You drink water that tastes like nothing and call it medicine. The kettle clicks. Your stomach argues. You write three lines that are not for beauty, only for honesty. Today I will do this. Today I will not do that. You put the paper where your eyes cannot avoid it.
Discipline is a door you lock from the inside. It is not anger. It is not romance. It is a hand on the knob every time your own nerves try to run. At 7:08 you say no to an invitation that would feed your vanity and starve your work. You do not write a paragraph to be forgiven. You put a plate in the sink and hear how steady the water sounds when it hits porcelain. That is what a boundary sounds like.
You build lanes so your thoughts do not swerve. Two hours for focus. Forty minutes for the body. Ten minutes to breathe without turning it into a ceremony. You hate the first fifteen. You keep going. Your mind flails like a fish and then remembers it is in a river. The clock becomes less of an enemy and more of a metronome. The cursor blinks. You put in the reps no one claps for.
At 13:20 you eat real food at a table. Not a celebration, a promise. Protein, something green, salt that doesn’t flirt. You chew until you remember you have a jaw. The small pain at your temple relaxes. You put your phone in a drawer and the drawer does not scream. You are training your life to stop biting you back.
There is the breaking point time. 16:37. You want the old sugar. The old scroll. The old person. You stand up. You walk to the sink. Cold water on wrists until the skull cools half a degree. You say out loud not like this. The urge is still there. You keep your hands busy anyway. You wipe the counter. You take out the trash. You do not argue with the weather inside you. You wait until it passes, because it always passes when you do not feed it.
Locking in looks ridiculous from the outside. You cut your own hair with cheap scissors because appointments cost time you need for the page. You leave a party at 21:02 because your sleep is a mortgage you do not want to default on. You set your clothes out for the morning like a child and call it respect. You become the kind of person who knows exactly where the tape measure lives. You stop losing your keys because you stop pretending you are the kind of person who loses their keys.
Discipline is not a mood. It is a manual. Write your rules on the fridge where recipes go. No phone before sunlight. One hard thing before noon. Eat sitting down. Apologize by fixing it where it broke. Move your body even when your head is loud. Put your money where your time needs to be. If you relapse, you do not perform grief for an audience. You start again at the next minute mark. Return is the muscle.
At 18:55 you go where your breath changes shape. The track that smells like rubber and rain. The cheap gym with a fan that clicks. The stairs in your building that count for you. You do the ugly reps. Your legs fill with the good ache, the kind that takes noise out of your head. You are not chasing a body. You are chasing a nervous system that can hold a day without cracking.
You will look arrogant to people who worship permission. You will look obsessive to people who have never been in love with anything that did not immediately love them back. You will be misunderstood by everyone who needs you to stay the character they cast you as. Let them keep their theater. You are busy becoming…
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@gabriel1 It’s an interesting assertion. Do you think if the 1% then could see the world today, they would choose to be even bottom 20% now instead of their glamorous life in the past?
Despite better material conditions, I find it hard to believe they would
@RandomSprint@SlowpokeNick5 Legitimate question — how do you actually get rid of the stuff you don’t want? I feel so weighed down. I don’t want to put it all in the trash if it still works, trying to sell it all is too much work… do you just embrace giving it all away?
@nickcammarata I’m not sure this works. There’s plenty of deadheads who’ve been doing acid regularly since they were 20 and are still following the same band 40+ years later.