Running with Wilson

Running with Wilson

"It wasn't easy, you know, to leave family behind and all that. You hear a constant buzz of guilt and, all of a sudden, find yourself running two hours every day. Not very intuitive because people associate running with thinking, with reflection. Not me. When I run, I think of nothing."

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Mind tricks to stick with daily meditation (what I've learned in 203 days)

Mind tricks to stick with daily meditation (what I've learned in 203 days)

Why is it so difficult to stick with a daily meditation practice if it only takes 10 minutes? The girl that got me into practicing had "taken a break from it”, even though she raved about its incomparable benefits. The few folks I encouraged to try Headspace didn’t make it past their first week. “Mornings are too hectic,” they explained.

I’ve practiced for 203 days, missing no more than five sessions. These are the tricks I use to stick with it.

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How to have amazingly productive mornings on the West Coast... and how to ruin them

How to have amazingly productive mornings on the West Coast... and how to ruin them

From February 15, 2008 to July 6, 2016 I used to open my eyes before 6am California time, grab my phone and go over their emails and listen to their voicemails, then I would check the news in Bloomberg. I always thought that was the quintessential routine of the West Coast finance professional.

99.9% of the time, the news was outdated and inconsequential within 24 hours. 99.9% of the time the emails from Wall Street were either a reverberation of the news or sales pitches of bad ideas. 100% of the time nothing was urgent.

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Books: The Real Most Interesting Man In The World, Captain Sir Richard Francis Burton

Books: The Real Most Interesting Man In The World, Captain Sir Richard Francis Burton

Of his face, a poet once wrote:

... he was gypsy in his terrible magnetic eyes - the sullen eyes of a stinging serpent. He had a deep bronzed complexion, a determined mouth, half-hidden by a black moustache which hung down in a peculiar fashion on both sides of his chin. His face had no actual beauty in it. It revealed a tremendous animalism, an air of repressed ferocity, a devilish fascination. There is an almost tortured magnificence in his huge head, tragic and painful, with its mouth that aches with desire, with those dilated nostrils that drink in I know not what strange perfumes.

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