“You’re taking a gun right?”
I looked at my neighbor and confidently said, “Of course.”
Now at the start of my first ever bikepacking trip, it seemed a good idea to learn to shoot my new Smith & Wesson pistol.
I had never biked with a gun before. I used to mountain bike long distances. We’d cover 80 miles of bear country with only a can of bear spray and my singing voice. Within a mile of the trailhead, however, you’d see even children packing heat. …
Running one of the newer tractors in our operation — a 1973 Ford 1000, I learned an important lesson working my first year in the hay fields. I was 14. My job was to rake the freshly cut hay into windrows so it could be “swept and stacked.”
I needed to stay ahead of the stacking crew but they kept catching up to me.
I was advised to “make each move count.” From that moment forward, I realized there was logic and strategy to making circles around the hayfield. …
Batting away tears until I hit the arctic ice, I was upset and ready to go home. I classic skied towards the Alaska Native village of Teller. I followed the shrub branches placed in the snow as markers. The expansive ice sheet of the Bering Sea blended gradient-like into the gray-blue sky. The landscape was both beautiful and terrifying.
I was in Brevig Mission north of Nome Alaska as a volunteer with SkiKu. SkiKu is a remarkable program that teaches 8,000 kids in rural Alaska how to nordic ski every year.
I was having a positive experience, but in that…
My journal and I have been spending a lot of quality time together. It is the only place I let loose on how I’m really feeling, and it has not been positive lately.
I am known for being positive, energizing, motivating, and upbeat. It is in my nature, so I will surely finish this post with a positive spin. Before I figure out that positive angle, here is all the raw, darkened, knot-in-my-throat questions I have been dealing with this month.
I would love to know how other early-stage startup founders navigate their lows.
Why is it taking me so…
My father is a rancher, so he speaks in “cowboy-isms”. He once told me, “You go to school to learn you’re ABCs, but you go to work to learn the rest of the alphabet.” He couldn’t have been more correct. Last year I left my corporate job to dive head-first into launching a startup. I was convinced that my idea was so good that it would take off once working on it full-time. Thus began what I call my three-month MBA education.
A year ago, I left a corporate job to try my hand at entrepreneurship. I spent over 60 days traveling or working remotely. I’m rarely stressed and am the strongest, healthiest I’ve ever been.
If you know my writing style, however, you know that I have no reservations about revealing the most raw and vulnerable details of my journey. In this reflection, I share the most memorable highs and lows from my first year as an entrepreneur-in-training.
It sounds kitschy but learning to fail fast is truly my proudest accomplishment. Originally, I felt stopping a project or letting…
I left the stability of two paychecks a month for life as an aspiring entrepreneur. I live an active lifestyle, so the first thing on my to do list was to get on Obamacare. Doing so required projecting my income for the coming year. I didn’t know what to expect, so I estimated half of what I was previously making. My plan was to side hustle just enough to make ends meet and dedicate the rest of my time to launching a startup.
A few weeks later, Healthcare.gov wanted better documentation for my income projection. …
After five years of grant writing in a fast-paced consulting environment, I vowed to never write another grant. I was the ultimate example of what burnout looks like.
When meeting new people, I would try and guise my past work. The moment someone finds out you are a grant writer, it’s game over! Everyone wants help finding money!
Despite my attempts to squash all inquiries for help with grant writing, I slowly started to realize that I do have something to give here. …