In the year 2012, with the end of the Mayan calender approaching, I didn't know what would happen.
But if the worst unfolded around us, I planned go out with a bang.
For the longest time I'd been a fan of the Gran Turismo series on the playstation. Once a week a friend and I would get together, order pizza, and
race fake cars long into the night. This swiftly evolved into an obsession that dominated us both--consuming a massive number of hours whilst we
strove towards improving our racecraft.
Our favorite races were the endurance races, where we'd switch off every hour or so. Our favorite track was the Nurburgring.
So with December 2012 fast approaching, and the potential end of the world within sight, I made a resolution.
I was going to Germany. I was going to race the Nurburgring for real.
I planned on bringing my friend, but immediately met swift mental opposition.
"But we don't speak German," he protested. "But we've never driven racecars."
To me none of that mattered. I had an objective in mind. I had a goal to obtain.
I gave zero effs.
So I bought a book called
. I bought a
G27 Racing Wheel
And then I started practicing.
RSRNurburg offers a number of different packages, but the cheapest rear-wheel drive option they had at the time was the Lotus Exige 240s. So that's
the car I picked--then every week my friend and I would train by racing it on the Nurburgring on GT5.
The deductible on the car was 30,000 euros. If I wrecked it, that's what I'd owe.
I gave zero effs.
Eventually my friend got onboard with the plan, and in September of 2012 we took a dream vacation to Germany and raced in the Gran Turismo Events
track day here
I didn't crash. He didn't crash.
We had the time of our lives. We saw Sabine Schmitz, we ate at the Pistenklause, we stayed at the four-star Lindner Hotel.
For two days we ate and drank like kings while we spent them at the track. I got to drive that winding ~14 mile course through the Eifle Mountains,
went flat out down Dottinger-Hohe, and got to race under open pit lane rules (we could run lap after lap without needing to pit).
I had one of the best times of my life.
And all that was possible because I gave zero effs.
How often in life do we let little excuses hold us back from our dreams? How frequently do we let minor obstacles stand in the way of our true
desires? Had I listened to my friend--had I held back because we didn't know German or hadn't raced before, none of that would've been possible.
Instead, I just went for it. I let nothing stand in my way, and walked away like a champ.
Whatever goal you've set, whatever dream you desire, whatever you want accomplish with your life--there's a first time for anything. Don't let
inexperience hold you back. Don't let petty problems stand in your way.
If it truly matters to you--if you genuinely want to accomplish it before you die--go forward with all guns blazing, and always give zero effs.
Since that experience in 2012 I've made that my mantra, and it's worked out well. I've skied down a mountain (having never really skied before),
snowmobiled up and down another mountain, hiked to over 16,000', bungee jumped ~400', canoed up the Amazon basin, wrote two books, and explored the
limits of my consciousness.
Each year I aim towards bettering myself in additional ways. Next comes whitewater rafting. Then my third novel will be complete. Then comes climbing
All that became possible because I resolved to stop letting little things stand in my way. If I truly want something, I simply do it--and let the
details sort themselves out. If it works for me, it can work for you:
When you wake up tomorrow morning (and every day thereafter) resolve to start giving zero effs--then see how fast your life changes.
See how quick you start living your dreams.