I haven’t played golf since college when a few of us who knew almost nothing played together. There were 4 of us playing and for whatever reason, three us had hit balls and WALKED MAYBE 50 yards ahead. Our friend then sliced the ball hard and somehow it stayed a few inches off the ground and hammered me in my shin. I hit the ground dropping every curse word I knew. Before that I didn’t like golf that much and that was the last straw.
I once did that to my friend after law school when I first started- hit him straight in the a** forty yards in front of me. We laughed about it for years.
This is how I changed my life after my mental breakdown. My psychiatrist had me work on one thing at a time and at first, I was accountable to him as I saw him weekly. When started improving, my appointments were monthly and then every 3 months. I was still accountable to him, but he had me be accountable to another. Sometimes it was my wife, sometimes my mother, and sometimes a friend. It has taken 30 years to get where I am at today, and I am still improving myself.
After I had my stroke almost 30 years ago, I used this method for rehab. I saw a physical therapist, speech therapist and an occupational therapist. I was only seeing each twice a week. So I made a schedule for home to work on the things I needed to. I had all the time in the world as I was on medical leave. I started with 15 minutes a day for each of the three. After a couple of weeks, I saw enough improvement that I decided to try 15 minutes twice a day. The improvement continued. After several weeks I, without really thinking about it expanded to 1 hour sessions for the three areas, twice a day. It became my occupation. My therapists were amazed at how fast I progressed. My response was rehab was my full time job until I was able to return to work. That happened after two years.
There were times I did not want to do the work, but I had a set daily schedule and I reached a point where I just followed the schedule no matter how I was feeling. For me, it was worse to do nothing when I knew I should be working out. Shortly after I started a session, I forgot that I did not feel like doing it.
I also have a few physical issues with my back, knees, hips, and shoulders. I wake up every morning with some level of pain. It would be easy to just stay in bed. I get up and start moving, no matter how painful. After a while, the muscles start relaxing and the pain eases to the point where I hardly notice it. I can still do about 90% of the things I have done in the past.
I know several people that just gave up when they were in their 40s or 50s. They look frail now they are in their 60s. I had a full workup recently that involved 3 days having a variety of tests done. The result was I am in the 80th percentile for my age group in all physical and mental aspects.
Change is hard but it greatly increases the quality of life.
So true. Now, do golf 🤣
I haven’t played golf since college when a few of us who knew almost nothing played together. There were 4 of us playing and for whatever reason, three us had hit balls and WALKED MAYBE 50 yards ahead. Our friend then sliced the ball hard and somehow it stayed a few inches off the ground and hammered me in my shin. I hit the ground dropping every curse word I knew. Before that I didn’t like golf that much and that was the last straw.
I once did that to my friend after law school when I first started- hit him straight in the a** forty yards in front of me. We laughed about it for years.
This is how I changed my life after my mental breakdown. My psychiatrist had me work on one thing at a time and at first, I was accountable to him as I saw him weekly. When started improving, my appointments were monthly and then every 3 months. I was still accountable to him, but he had me be accountable to another. Sometimes it was my wife, sometimes my mother, and sometimes a friend. It has taken 30 years to get where I am at today, and I am still improving myself.
After I had my stroke almost 30 years ago, I used this method for rehab. I saw a physical therapist, speech therapist and an occupational therapist. I was only seeing each twice a week. So I made a schedule for home to work on the things I needed to. I had all the time in the world as I was on medical leave. I started with 15 minutes a day for each of the three. After a couple of weeks, I saw enough improvement that I decided to try 15 minutes twice a day. The improvement continued. After several weeks I, without really thinking about it expanded to 1 hour sessions for the three areas, twice a day. It became my occupation. My therapists were amazed at how fast I progressed. My response was rehab was my full time job until I was able to return to work. That happened after two years.
There were times I did not want to do the work, but I had a set daily schedule and I reached a point where I just followed the schedule no matter how I was feeling. For me, it was worse to do nothing when I knew I should be working out. Shortly after I started a session, I forgot that I did not feel like doing it.
I also have a few physical issues with my back, knees, hips, and shoulders. I wake up every morning with some level of pain. It would be easy to just stay in bed. I get up and start moving, no matter how painful. After a while, the muscles start relaxing and the pain eases to the point where I hardly notice it. I can still do about 90% of the things I have done in the past.
I know several people that just gave up when they were in their 40s or 50s. They look frail now they are in their 60s. I had a full workup recently that involved 3 days having a variety of tests done. The result was I am in the 80th percentile for my age group in all physical and mental aspects.
Change is hard but it greatly increases the quality of life.
The counterpoint to #3 would be Goodhart’s Law.
"When a measure becomes a target, it ceases to be a good measure."