Once I reached my goals, I just had new goals. Everytime I mastered something, I rounded the precipice of that topic to realize it was a false summit and the rabit hole goes deeper and deeper.
My reasons became better. I stopped working out to look good and instead started seeing it as “my body is a temple of God”, of course I should keep it clean.
The more I learned, the more I realized how little I actually knew.
And what I found is that I just started finding new challenges to become a new novice in.
I stopped asking about calories and investment vehicles and started asking about my soul and the purpose of life itself.
I got into Jordan Peterson and started to “clean my house”. I finally finished the Bible cover to cover. I started becoming the man I had always admired (like Mark Quipet says).
I listened to everyone and read 32 books in a single year, while running 7 miles a day and doing a surgical rotation, while living abroad, studying for my USMLE board exams and losing 60 pounds in 6 months.
At a certain point. I stopped listening and started questions. Is this true? Is this right? I agree on this but I’m skeptical of that.
A few more years of this mind set and I was ready to finally answer some serious questions about my own life, relationships, finances, nutrition and business.