Protect your attention

Human attention is the most heavily hunted, mined and traded resource on the planet.  

If you are on social media a lot, you are the one being bought and sold.

I see people who spend nearly all their time looking at their phone, and when the phone goes away, they are lost.  They have nothing of their own.  They don’t know what to do.  They have no goals of their own to work towards.  They have become a product of the machine, and lost some percentage of themselves in the process.

When I go on YouTube, I can feel myself getting sucked in.  I can be there for hour after senseless hour.  What I want is mixed in with what I don’t.  It takes a lot of self-control to resist.

Can you sit alone for two hours by yourself, no device, with a pad or journal and some pens and work towards your better future?

Can you walk outside without a device and engage with the world without it?

It’s a start.

Protect your attention.

What brings you joy and happiness?

Let me give you an unexpected flip on the question from author Michael Singer –

“If you can feel joy and happiness all the time, who cares what happens on the outside?”

Nothing can bring you joy and happiness for long.  Only you can do that.

Lying creates stress

Lying creates stress. 

You have to worry about getting caught. 

You have to remember the story you made up and all the versions you told to different people.  

You have to lie again to keep it going.

Your subconscious eats at you (hopefully) because it is not who you are, or want to be.

This all creates stress.  That is how a lie detector works – it does not sense a lie, it senses stress.

You don’t need to lie.  Just tell the truth and stop worrying about your ego and how you look. 

Most people don’t think about you much at all anyway.  You being human will be no surprise to anyone, and you being honest will be refreshing and appreciated.

Don’t lie. 

It’s not worth the trouble or the long-term expense.

No goal – no energy

If you don’t have a goal that energizes you each day, you will feel tired all the time.

I find this to be true for me.  If I do not have a mission, or if it is vague and I have not decided what steps to take next (today), my energy level is down.

Once I get my mind on a worthy goal or the next step toward it, I’m engaged and do not think so much about how I feel, how hungry I am, how tired I am, or my little aches and pains.  I have a job to do!

Do you have a goal you are working toward that energizes you each day?

Dakar – lessons from the longest race on earth. Part 15 – The Finish

January 17th.  Last Stage.  Stage 13.

It was awesome, but I wanted it to be over.  Everyone did.

Funny how you sign up for such an event.  People say “Did you have fun in Saudi Arabia?”  The answer is “No!”  Fun is not the word.  It was not fun.  You don’t do this for fun.  You do it so you can know you can.  That you can endure.  You can plan well enough. That you were tough enough physically and mentally, and that you were smart enough.  That you had the right combination that it takes.

Ted and I packed most of our bags before we started the stage.  We would be staying in a hotel tonight.  No more nasty trailer showers with no hot water.  A soft bed.  

Today was warm.  Hot even.  The first hot day.  We were back in Yanbu.  We made a full giant circle of Saudi Arabia.  5500 miles.  When you are wearing long underwear, a turtle neck shirt, a “balaclava,” which is a stocking cap that covers your neck with a hole for your face, (all for fire precautions), and a warm “onezie” race overalls, on a hot day, it can drain you.  I was grateful I did not sweat much until this stage.  I thought everyone would cruise and chill.  Nope.  We’re still racing hard.  Very dusty.  Cars are pushing to pass.  Rocky canyons mix.  I passed seven cars today.  The last 45 km was along the Red Sea.  You had to pay attention.  One car broke the front wheels off 15 km from finish.  One went off the road and broke the front end.  

Ricky Brabec, the American who was leading the motorcycle class by 3 1/2 minutes, got lost 10km from the finish.  He lost the 5500-mile race by two seconds.  Two seconds.  Heartbreaker.

There it was.  The finish line.  The Dakar finish line.  

We crossed it and stopped.  Our South Racing crew was there to congratulate us and celebrate.  It was a moment to be remembered.  A moment hard-earned by many.

We had to wait 3 hours in line to get on the podium and get our finisher medal.  The coveted Dakar finisher medal. 

We did it.  Dennis Murphy, South Racing, Ted, and me.  We finished Dakar!

After qualifying in Morocco and all that involved…  After having a chest infection for two months before.  The vertigo.  The stomach sick.   

The overheating. The getting stuck in the sand.  Zero visibility.  The dust and rocks.  The sand.  Oh man, the sand.

People ask me if it is harder than the Baja 1000.  The answer is that it is different. You really cannot compare them.  The Baja 1000 you can do on two wheels or four, and share the driving or riding with a team or not.  That makes a huge difference.  It’s like a whole different race depending on those two factors.  The Baja 1000 solo on a motorcycle is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.  No question.  And there are no sand dunes in Baja.  Not that we’ve raced on.  But Dakar riders have gone to Baja and hated how rough it was and said they would never return.

In Dakar, you are the only driver.  I was on four wheels.  It’s designed to wear you down day after day after long, hard day.  Make a small mistake, you’re out.  The navigation is far more difficult in Dakar.  No, follow the GPS line.  Road book.  Very different instructions.  

Dakar was the biggest adventure of my life.  The most epic.  

When you do something like this, you come back a little less restless; a little less feeling like you are playing small and missing out on something.  

You feel like you are living while you have the chance.  I believe that’s what we are supposed to do.

Three marbles I will remember forever.