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You Can’t Succeed In Life Without This Skill

Preparation is important.

Planning is important.

Reflection is important.

I mean, I wrote a whole book called, Stillness is the Key, because it’s true. And I was just saying earlier this month that I needed to slow down and take better care of myself because I was pushing too hard. And I just read and loved Cal Newport’s new book Slow Productivity (we had a great conversation on The Daily Stoic podcast, listen here).

At the same time, I also just hung up two signs at The Daily Stoic offices and in the backstock of The Painted Porch that say “A Sense of Urgency.” It’s something I cribbed from the kitchens of Thomas Keller, the creator of Per Se.

He wanted his staff to understand that they weren’t waiting on customers…the customers were quite literally waiting for them. Sure, making great food takes time and it can’t be rushed…but it also can’t be slow-walked.

I’m a ‘sense of urgency’ guy. I always have been.

As I was working on a draft of this article, one of my former employees sent me a short piece about the concept of “clock speed,” which in the world of computing refers to how quickly something can execute instructions. “Something you are very good at,” this former employee (and now friend) wrote. “You keep the tempo/momentum very high and if there is ever a bottleneck somewhere (decision or input), you process that as soon as physically possible. You return the ball very quickly.”

It’s funny that he said “return the ball” because that’s something I used to say a lot. I’d say look, we don’t control how long other people take to do things, but we do control how long we take. We want to hit the ball back into their court—I’d rather be waiting for them than them be waiting for us.

I started using a different metaphor more recently. When someone tells me that it’s going to take six weeks for our bindery to make another run of the leatherbound Daily Stoic, I want to “start the clock” as soon as possible. Meaning, I’m not pleased if I hear it took 2 weeks to make the decision about how many to order, or that somebody was slow in processing an invoice. I don’t control how long it takes to make stuff, but I do control when the clock starts on it.

The project is going to take six months? Start the clock. You’re going to need a reply from someone else? Start the clock (by sending the email). It will likely take a while for the bid to come back? Start the clock (by requesting it). It’s going to take 40 years for your retirement accounts to compound with enough interest to retire? Start the clock (by making the deposits). It’s going to take 10,000 hours to master something? Start the clock (by doing the work and the study).

It struck me that this has become a kind of dividing line between success and failure within my team. Those who haven’t worked out haven’t been able to start the clock or return the ball very quickly. It’s not just my team—it’s a source of frustration that fills the letters and dispatches of just about every great general, admiral, and leader throughout history.

In the American Civil War, General George McClellan, for instance, seemed utterly incapable of getting to the fight quickly, to the complete exasperation of everyone who worked with him. There’s even a story about Lincoln coming to meet with McClellan for a meeting but McClellan blew him off because he wanted to go to bed (he thought it could wait until the next day). Only after repeated prods from Lincoln—by “sharp sticks,” one of his secretaries said—did McClellan finally begin to move against Lee in 1862, taking nine days to cross the Potomac. “He’s got the slows,” Lincoln said in frustration. Joking to his wife after visiting the general in the field, Lincoln poked fun at his parked commander. “We are about to be photographed [if] we can sit still long enough,” he said. “I feel General M. should have no problem.”

McClellan was a brilliant soldier. But groaning under the weight of his baggage train, his conservatism, his entitlements, his paranoia, and his precaution, he was constitutionally unable to do things quickly, to act urgently, to care about the people waiting on him. He seemed to not understand how much the country was waiting on him, how much it was depending on him sending the message that the North was in the war to win it. Deep down, maybe he didn’t actually want to win the war–at least not early–hoping that a negotiated end might preserve slavery.

Lincoln’s big mistake, honestly, was not firing him sooner. You could say Lincoln had the slows himself there–or was in denial–about what needed to be done. Replacing McClellan was not easy and he had to cycle through a number of replacements, but if Lincoln had started the clock sooner, who knows how much sooner the war would have ended.

Not that I’m not saying you need to rush everything, I’m really not.

There’s another Civil War general I like, General George Thomas. Thomas was hardly known for his speed. His nickname, in fact, was “Old Slow Trot,” which he had earned for the discipline he enforced as a cavalry commander. But it really wasn’t that he was slow; he was deliberate. After all, a trot is not a walk.

Some people thought he was too slow and maybe sometimes he was. Thomas found himself at odds with Grant for not moving fast enough against General Hood’s army at Nashville, taking such an exasperatingly long time to get moving on Grant’s order to “attack at once” that Grant moved to personally relieve him.

Grant thought that Thomas wasn’t hurrying, that he was dragging his feet. In fact, he was fully committed–unlike McClellan–to attacking, he just wanted to ensure he succeeded when he did so. Having prepared properly, supplied adequately, and trained effectively, he waited for the right moment and then attacked with all deliberate speed. Thomas annihilated his enemy in the Battle of Nashville in December 1864, one of the great victories of the war. (His other nickname was the “Rock of Chickamauga,” for standing fast against a massive enemy attack that would have easily broken a fair-weather general like George McClellan.)

There is an old Latin expression that I think captures the balance here nicely: Festina lente. Make haste slowly. A sense of urgency…with a purpose. Energy plus moderation. Measured exertion. Eagerness, with control. It is about getting things done, properly and consistently.

Seneca once said that the thing all fools have in common is that they’re always getting ready to start. But the thing about clocks is that they are running even when we aren’t. If someone says it’s going to take six weeks to manufacture something, that’s the minimum. It will take longer if you delay getting started, also if you’re slow to respond to emails, or if you don’t start working on your plans to receive that shipment when it’s done. If you don’t have a sense of urgency about what you do, you’ll miss opportunities for efficiency and for effectiveness.

You aren’t someone who will work well on my team, or really, any great team.

So it’s worth asking:

Are you someone who reliably returns the ball? Are you someone whom colleagues and clients can count on to be there when they need you? Or will they have to prod? Will they have to beg? Will they have to repeat, again and again, the urgency of the situation?

Are you always getting ready to start or are you in the habit of starting the clock?

Do you have “the slows” or do you have a sense of urgency?

Where are you slowing things down, where could your clock speed be better?

Your success hinges on your answer. On your ability to effectively manage time. On your capacity to initiate projects, address tasks, expedite processes.

We don’t control the clock, but we control when it begins ticking on our projects and pursuits. Every moment of hesitation delays the outcome and diminishes the potential for success.

Don’t be a fool. Don’t be the person always getting ready to start. Instead, always be starting the clock.

March 20, 2024by Ryan Holiday
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What To Think About When You Think About Spring

Spring is my favorite time of year in Texas.

After a dreary winter, the colors come back. The birds are out. The days last longer. The breeze is light. The air is cool.

The leaves come back on the trees around my ranch. Suddenly, the woods are full and dense. The grass comes in. The bluebonnets flood the fields. Soon enough, blackberries will be ripe for the picking.

But as beautiful as it all is, there lurks beneath a kind of darkness.

Phillip Larkin’s bittersweet poem captures this darkness well:

The trees are coming into leaf

Like something almost being said;

The recent buds relax and spread,

Their greenness is a kind of grief

The inherent grief is the passage of time. Each season brings new life, yes, but also marks the cessation of life. It’s a painful truth, the poem points out, written in the rings of the tree. Winter is dead and over…and all of us a little more so, too.

Think back to those cold winter afternoons where you didn’t want to go outside. Where you didn’t want to do anything at all. **Where you said to yourself, I can’t wait for this to be over. You weren’t killing time…that was time killing you.

I promise you though, I’m not just looking at natural beauty and finding the morbidity in it. When I look out over my ranch in the spring, I also think of the last stanza of Larkin’s poem, which is actually quite hopeful.

Yet still the unresting castles thresh

In fullgrown thickness every May.

Last year is dead, they seem to say,

Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

Seneca would’ve liked those last two lines. Not only did he also point out that death isn’t this thing that happens once in the future, but is happening always, with every second passing; he said that the one thing all fools have in common is that they’re always getting ready to start. They know that they should begin afresh…they just don’t.

It’s easy to look at the budding flowers, the sprouting plants, the longer days and warmer weather and take the change and growth for granted, to live vicariously through it. But we can’t stop there. We have to match their energy and change with them.

We can’t wish another season away or simply wait it out.

In fact, we shouldn’t let a single day go by that way. The Stoics would say that each morning is a new season. Every moment is an opportunity to start life anew, to choose a new way, to rededicate yourself to your philosophy.

“Begin at once to live,” Seneca said, “and count each day as a separate life.” “Think of yourself as dead,” Marcus Aurelius wrote. “Now take what’s left of your life and live it properly.”

If you’re looking to leap into something better this March, we just put together ​The Daily Stoic Spring Forward Challenge​.

In the spirit of beginning afresh and of growth and renewal, this 10-day challenge is designed to bring a sense of clarity and purpose to your life.

Each day, you’ll be presented with a challenge to help you:

  • Simplify your life
  • Gain control over your time
  • Face your fears
  • Expand your point of views
  • Abandon harmful habits
  • Do more with your days

Here’s what you’ll get:

  • 10 custom challenges delivered daily (15,000 words of all new original content)
  • 10 custom video messages where I’ll guide you through each day
  • A printable 10-day calendar with custom illustrations to track your progress
  • Access to a private community to communicate and motivate other participants
  • A wrap-up live Q&A with me and thousands of other Stoics

It was Marcus Aurelius who said: “This is what you deserve. You could be good today. But instead you choose tomorrow.”

Don’t choose tomorrow. ​Choose to be good today​ and challenge yourself to demand more for your life this season.

If you’re ready for the challenge, ​I hope you’ll join me​. Just head to ​dailystoic.com/spring​ to sign up today!

March 13, 2024by Ryan Holiday
Blog

The Indiscipline Of Overwork

A few weeks ago, I was running early in the morning in Arizona. I probably should have waited for it to get light out, but I had a busy day ahead of me and wanted to squeeze it in.

I even remember thinking as I left, as I turned on my woefully insufficient flashlight on my phone, I hope this isn’t a mistake.

The answer came not three steps later, when I went down and my ankle rolled hard to the left.

After washing off my scrapes and testing the ankle, I decided to push through the run and got a good five miles in. Tough, right? Just hours later, I could barely keep my shoe on, and putting even the slightest weight on it was painful. By that night, a long bruise covered the length of my foot.

I took about ten days off from running–dutifully elevating and icing it when I could—and even those ten days felt like an eternity to me. Going nearly out of my mind and having tested it with a few brisk walks, I biked and then started running again. My wife told me I was crazy but I was starting a new book and I needed the activity to balance me out. I couldn’t afford not to, I said.

All was well until a Friday morning about two weeks later. I was giving a talk in Kentucky later that evening and wanted to run before we headed to the airport. I didn’t even make it down the stairs of my back porch. My ankle, still weaker than I thought, rolled hard to the left as I came down the last stair.

It was nothing like the last time. The pain was excruciating. I heard an audible pop, and from the signals my leg was sending to my brain, I honestly expected to look down and see bone sticking out of my skin. Sounds came out of my mouth that I had no control over and when I laid down—unable to put any weight on my leg—my body started to shake.

I was hurt, but mostly, I was mad at myself. I knew in that instance I was about to get an abject lesson in what the writer John Steinbeck called “indiscipline of overwork.” Pushing yourself past your limits, using brute force, he said, was “the falsest of economies.” I had pushed myself too far generally and then ignored my recovery. Now I was going to pay.

At the orthopedist shortly thereafter, I got good news—not broken—and bad news—a severe sprain with some ligament tearing. No surgery required, but it would need some serious physical therapy. A month, ideally, six weeks of recovery, he told me.

And no running for six weeks. That’s what returning early would cost me.

This is a lesson I have learned and not learned before.

In fact, I open ​Ego is the Enemy​ with a recounting of my own workaholism. I use that Steinbeck quote in ​Discipline is Destiny​, where I talk about the importance of what they called load management in the NBA. I have a whole chapter about it in ​Stillness is the Key​. I tell the story of Prince Albert, a hard worker from the day he married into the British royal family. Indeed, many of the so-called Victorian traits of the era originated with him. He was disciplined, fastidious, ambitious, conservative. Their schedule was packed with meetings and social events, as Albert tirelessly worked, even to the point of occasional stress-induced vomiting. He would write to his stepmother, “I am more dead than alive from overwork.” Still, he soldiered on for years, working harder and harder, forcing his body to comply. And then suddenly, in 1861, it quit on him. His strength failed. He drifted into incoherency. At 10:50 p.m. on December 14, Albert took his three final breaths and died.

The cause? Crohn’s disease, exacerbated by extreme stress. He had literally worked his guts out.

To give you another personal example, I wear an Apple Watch and I have this goal: I try to burn a thousand active calories every single day. A few years ago, I got into a rhythm for many consecutive days, and if you have an Apple Watch, you know you start getting these alerts and badges to nudge you into keeping it going.

Even though this is all utterly meaningless—it’s not even public—it got harder for me to stop each day. Doing the exercise was nothing to me, but not hitting the benchmark? That was what I was dreading. I finally did stop after way too many days without recovery, I think because I had a long international flight. You know what the reward for my ‘accomplishment’ was?

I came down with mono!

I was talking to my friend Brad Feld (who is a great startup investor and has suffered from burnout and overwork himself) shortly after. I was joking to him, “Can you believe I got mono? Isn’t this what girls get from making out with the football team in high school?” And he said, “No, it’s actually very serious.” He said, “Mono = Ryan_wore_himself_out.”

I’d worn myself out so much that I got mono, which took me two months to recover from. Talk about the falsest of economies–skipping a day or two of rest here and there cost me months. I wore my immune system down. I worked too hard for too long, and it ended up being a problem for me. I couldn’t write. I couldn’t think. My mind was all messed up, and it was really hard.

In Japan they have a word, karōshi, which translates to death from overwork. In Korean it’s gwarosa. Is that what you want to be? A workhorse that draws its load until it collapses and dies, still shod and in the harness? Is that what you were put on this planet for?

Do you want to be the artist who loses their joy for the process, who has strip-mined their soul in such a way that there is nothing left to draw upon? Burn out or fade away—that was the question in Kurt Cobain’s suicide note. How is that even a dilemma?

It’s human being, not human doing, for a reason.

Moderation. Being present. Knowing your limits. This is the key. This takes just as much discipline as pushing yourself hard.

The body that each of us has is a gift. Don’t work it to death. Don’t burn it out.

Protect the gift.

Take care of yourself out there!

March 5, 2024by Ryan Holiday

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