I had spent the last 18 months saving up for what, at the time, I thought was my lifelong dream.
Ever since I was a teenager, I had wanted my own gym.
And there I was, in 1000ft of my own business – poor as a church mouse and after months of working my ass of to make it a success?
I still felt unfulfilled.
As I sat there at 5:45 in the morning waiting for my first client to arrive, and looking at the white walls I remember thinking to myself:
‘so this is it then’
This was going to be my life.
At 33, I had not savings, no home, and no back up plan.
Just 4 walls, a stack of weights and my rapidly dying enthusiasm and energy for the life I had chosen.
At 33, I thought that was my lot in life.
Don’t get me wrong – I was happy to be my own boss; but since I was a younger chap I had always felt that I had more in me.
More to give.
Basically, just, well…more.
But I had not idea how to get more.
Now I do.
Which is why the reason I decided to write this blog. I have spent multiple tens of thousands (probably more now), countless 20-hour days and god knows how many books, courses, webinars and events.
It’s been a hell of a 2 years, I can tell you that.
But I’m not writing this for me, not at all.
When I started out I felt so terribly alone. None of my friends really got why I wasn’t happy – and in fact I felt embarrassed, even a little bit disgusted in myself that I wasn’t happy.
But none the less, I wasn’t – so I started on a truly bat-shit journey that has taken me all over the world…
Had me hang out with the rich and famous…
Nearly lose everything and have to resort to my now legendary ‘AMEX gamble’ (which Ill write about another time)…
That, and up and down more than I care to mention.
(quite a few of them fueled by whisky and rage, I might add)
So, what I decided to do with ‘Death, Glory Or Disappointment’, was share the stories from my journey so that you can learn from them, avoid the mistakes I made and take a cheeky shortcut to the top.
Truly, I have nothing to hide.
I come from a normal family, mum and dad still, nothing fancy or wealthy. Normally educated, did ‘ok-ish’ at Uni. Pretty normal to be honest. I do help to care for my little sister Anna who is sadly mentally handicapped after a bad epileptic fit as a baby.
In fact Anna is the reason I do what I do.
The reason I push myself to breaking over and over again.
Its my goal to make enough money that when the time comes, I will be able to afford the best care money can buy.
Don’t get me wrong; I’m not a complete saint – far from it! 😉
In fact ever since I was very young I have always, ALWAYS been fascinated by entrepreneurs, business and money. Its only as I have gotten older (and hung around people who have had more success and monies that I thought if possible for one single human to have), that the ‘stigma’ surrounding money and success?
I no longer fear.
Simply put, when you have success and money – not only are you able to truly enjoy life, but you are able to help others. That’s the thing people get wrong.
Having money isn’t bad. It means you can in fact do good.
Anyways, I’m digressing.
I will be sharing with you what I have done to get me to where I am now, and equally dishing out the details on my somewhat ridiculous journey.
Do I have a plan?
Do I know what I’m going to be doing in 12, 9 or even 3 months from now?
Not a chance.
But what I DO know, is that I’m going to have a bloody good time getting there.
P.S. Wonder why the blog is called what it is?
Which sums up my attitude – I’m all or nothing
I truly believe in diving in head first and figuring it out as I go along. Spent years NOT doing this, and got me nowhere.
I just think fuck it, what have I got to lose?
And the disappointment?
Well – if you choose to do, or not do that’s your choice. But half-ass something? Well you ARE going to end up disappointed.
So don’t 😉