33 Hours Until Bald as a 16-Year Old
For Context: I made a contract with my consistency coach - if I don’t finish my full recruiting system by Sunday 9AM, I have to shave my head and eyebrows completely. No excuses, no delays. Today was one of those days where everything in me wanted to slow down. I had: - A full 9-5 shift. - A birthday dinner at a steakhouse. - Only 6 hours of sleep from the night before. By the time I got home, it was already 9PM. Most people would have called it a day. But I sat down… and worked until 1AM. And I’m not going to liee I feel it. My head feels heavy and my eyes burn and i have to force-open them. Thoughts are slower. I’m tense, I’m stressed, I’m drained. But here’s the thing:I don’t have the luxury of “feeling tired.” In 32 hours, my deadline hits. If my recruiting system isn’t completely done, I lose it all, my hair and my eyebrows. I’ll walk into next week looking like a boiled egg, and the whole world will know I broke my word. That’s the difference pressure makes. You start working past the point where your body says “enough.” You don’t negotiate with your mood. You don’t wait for motivtion because YOU JUST EXECUTE It’s uncomfortable, but discomfort is exactly what forces the work to get done. This weekend isn’t aboutbalance. It is about finishing what I promised, no matter how heavy it feels. Because when you set stakes this high… failure simply isn’t an option.