I’d never seen moldy coffee before. But there it was. An innocent example showcasing the disrepair that place was when I arrived, and not to brag, but I cleaned that place up quite well. Between that, my time moving furniture, knolling, 5S methodology, and philosophizing on the psychological dependencies of clutter, I’m becoming better at cleaning up the crap… I mean, clutter. Let’s run through six ideas I came up with while cleaning my workbench.
“Oh, wow, you’re well-supplied!” I’ve found a well-stocked workspace helps make work more efficient. If I keep certain things handy, then I’m less likely to be interrupted with small tasks, allowing me to focus on my present and most important task. When I don’t have the space available, I’ll keep the highlights in my workbag. Let’s cover some common and oddball things that have helped me out at work, which might help you out, too!
The ideal world would not have any villains. We’d go about our peaceful days without conflict. This “drama-free” world would not be functional, however, because by our very natures we have different interests and therefore investments. I’d rather wake up early to write broadly about how John and Trishna (right), main characters of “The Story” might overcome adversity, here shown as Dr. Mindbender (left). You might prefer clicking on the link/image below to continue reading.
Spoiler Warning Scale: Minor (just chatting about psychology/backstories)
WANNA STOP SIGHING LOUDLY OVER HOW CORNY THAT SEGWAY WAS AND KEEP READING ABOUT HANDLING CONFLICT? YOU KNOW YOU DO. CLICK HERE TO KEEP ON READING!
Words mean nothing in fitness. Similarly to wanting to become a writer yet never practicing writing, you must put in the work not just for fitness but anything in life, in order to achieve the results you want. Fortunately, once you start putting in the work, it becomes easier and after a while, you can’t even imagine life without doing that work as often as you can. It’s a positive feedback loop with subtle results.
In ten years, I would like a job I don’t completely hate. I’ll accept a little bit of animosity when it comes to some minor things: waking up early to do certain tasks, writing about stuff I’m not completely passionate about, and working for others is fine. Just as long as everything is reasonable. So here’s a list of five things I’d like, more than anything, at the start of my 20th year of employment:
Ten years ago, I couldn’t have imagined where I am with my fitness and wellness. Owning a rowing machine? Exercising [almost] twice daily? Being able to do more, think clearer, and react quicker? Where even my sick days are just resting up, compared to having days obliterated by everyone’s flus and common colds? And it only took falling to my lowest physical point, twice, to finally solidify my resolve for fitness and wellness last March.
Ten years ago, “The Story” was a nebulous creature, floating through the ether of my inner imagination. John “everSOL the Valiant” Ebersole and Trishna, then minus the N, had some representation, both in References and casually. These characters and their world were otherwise firmly in the back-burner on the edge of nowhere, waiting for their time to float to the surface, cooked, and ready to serve. We’re getting there, dear readers, “The Story” is cooking…
Thursdays have, in the recent months, been dedicated to writing about self-improvement. Through improving my space, attitude, workflow, and other areas, I’ve developed the persistence to work on bigger concepts. If any mentality or physicality were hindered by self-doubt, I’d be instead wallowing in negativity. Let’s continue that conceptual evolution by asking the big question: where do I see myself in five years? In a better spot, of course! So what’s the “getting there” plan?
Sweeping, like editing, is a hidden necessity. I may sometimes write a document without reading through the entire document once more to refine word choices, omit redundant phrases, increase the punchiness, while decreasing the ambiguity. Perhaps it’s carelessness? I may similarly pass through a room without cleaning the meeting points between vertical and horizontal surfaces. Perhaps also carelessness? Let’s muse on how the art of cleaning can augment the act of writing with one word:
“They have one of those in the back.” Most gyms have rowing machines. It’s just they’re hidden in plain sight because they’re not glamorous devices. Running is sexy. Rowing is… not. One treadmiller had rested his backpack on the sole rower at this one gym, and when I motioned that I wanted to use it, while courteous, he seemed surprised that someone was going to use it. See, I don’t like rowing being my secret.