It isn’t what you would expect… — On the 23rd of March, 2020 our Prime Minister, Boris Johnson gave the news that we were all to stay at home, indefinitely, until we had flattened the curve. Everyone’s world changed forever that day as lockdown was foisted upon us. My gym (GYMBOX) shut its doors and no one…

Trust me when I tell you this little secret. Even when I tell you I’ve only earned $998 on my best month here and most months it’s between $300-$600 pending on how much I can be bothered. The truth is I only earn that much because I’m lazy. If I worked harder on this site I would earn more. At least triple. In a month I write mostly 150-word — ten minutes to write — short-form posts like this one, and a couple of kick-ass posts that earn me the bulk of my takings on here.

And its dark side..beware. — Medium is a funny place. It’s a meta-verse brimming with all sorts of creatures. Great writers, critics and trolls. Lots of trolls. You will find the most supportive fans you ever had and the most cynical of critics. Try writing an article that hits 500 claps and see how many…

It was horrible. I won’t ever be able to get it out of my head and it ran on too long. Even though it did all that, I still have to give it four stars. Four stars for the prose. …

With better eating included, of course. They say systems are better than goals, but goals are also important. I am overweight by my own standards. Your standards are your own. My (loose) goal is to loose get back into shape and I will know it when I am there. How I will do this will be through this process. Cutting out sugar, which means cakes, sweets and cokes. Cutting out as many carbs as I can, including grain and gluten. Fasting until 1300 and training BJJ three times per week with my bodyweight stuff on the side.

There is one word and it is, Humbling. Everything else is layered on top of that. If I stopped to think about what the hell I’m doing it may be too much and I’d stop. The sirens of familiarity beckon, but they also mock. They mock my age and tell…

What if your big ambitions were never realised? That big house, dream partner or seven-figure income. What if you woke up one day and finally admitted that you are not as talented as you’ve convinced yourself you are and that you may never make it ‘big’ — or whatever that means to you? I guess you would immediately go and watch some success or hustle porn and double down on your daily affirmations of, I will be rich.

Crickets can make one think about why they do it. It’s been a long time since I remembered why I started writing on Medium. I think I thought I could earn some money or something. Maybe I even did earn a bit. A long time ago. I had a few hits and thought I was Stephen King. Maybe Steven King lol. The guy who made millions from writing bad ebooks, hoping people searched for the wrong Steve on Amazon. Laughing all the way to the bank.

Do you ever feel like you are addicted to carbs? Have you ever had the same sugar fix every day for a long period and promised yourself you’d stop but you didn’t? I have. I have hyper-fixated on M&M’s, fruit pastilles and cookies. Currently, I am resting from a period of eating scones, with clotted cream and jam from Gails. I did maybe 40 days straight. Not good for the waistline. For me, discipline has a window and I need to jump through it to catch the wave. I want to avoid sugar and high gi foods for a while. It’s hard stopping the fast carbs but it’s important form me long term.