I am a staunch believer in the ability of ANYONE to improve their life massively through the use of daily goals and habits. In a year--it's astonishing what can be accomplished. Here's a few little stories about how this has happened in my life, as well as some tips to incorporate it into yours.
When I was 12, I was your basic gamer kid. When I wasn't at school, the majority of my waking hours were spent on Runescape, Warcraft, or some other online game. And the truth was--it was really damn fun. For a while. But then PE happened. We had a pullup test one day. Most kids my age seemed to knock out 2-3 pullups. One stud did 10. The rare beast of a 12 year old could do maybe 15. I did...none. Couldn't do a pullup.
I'm not sure if it's my competitive nature or what...but I had to change that. I really disliked sucking at that. So I begged my parents and finally got a pullup bar. Every day, I started doing pullups and pushups like a maniac. Fast forward a year and I suddenly had the annual school record for pullups and pushups. I was now ripped (at the age of 13) and somehow able to do 28 strict pullups and 92 strict pushups. In fact, the transformation was so rapid and dramatic that I actually attracted some hate and negativity from my peers.
But I learned something from that experience. By taking daily action--I could literally change aspects of myself. I went from a pale, nerdy gamer to a tan, ripped stud in one year through steady training. That experience shaped my view on life.
Fast forward to the age of 20 and I was experiencing a similar dissatisfaction in an area of my life. No, it wasn't pullups anymore...but I was unhappy with my career options. I had been studying economics for three years and the initial luster was gone.
See--what had initially drawn me to economics was actually the impact economic policy could have on society and wealth. It seemed that the best way to improve the quality of life of our poor and destitute was through better economic policy. I loved that--I obsessively studied economics.
But three years into college--the microecon courses, summer internships, and org work had left me really unhappy. I had a budding desire inside, but it was too crazy to even acknowledge.
I had always felt I was destined to do something awesome. I wasn't sure what--but I was certain of it. And now I was beginning to feel a calling to be an actor. What?! How the hell did that happen?
I had a crazy dream one night. I saw myself up on a San Diego Comic Con type panel. I was with a cast of other actors--but in my mind I had made it. I had hustled and hustled and somehow, someway became an actor.
And then I woke up, with tears streaming down my face. I couldn't believe it was just a dream. I didn't let that discourage me. Somehow I knew deep down that the dream was reality--only it hadn't come to pass yet.
So I set a crazy goal. "I will star in a major TV show within one year". From that ludicrous, I began to formulate a plan.
to be continued...