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I was really mulling over my thoughts today.

“What motivated me to work online?”

What drove me to conclude that this was the path for me?

What took me from making 6k plus a month as a fitness trainer, and a single father, to deciding that I was going to make it on the internet?

What was that motivation for working online…it must have been lunacy.

Clearly.

Actually, I decided that I was tired.

I grew sick of not being able to sleep longer than 3 hours at a time.

I grew weary of the crack of dawn training sessions that, while enjoyable because of my clientele, drained me of what little energy I had to better myself.

I couldn’t train in the sport that I loved and wanted to pursue because it was either time or money.

Never quite enough of either.

I napped in my car when I could, usually unsuccessfully.

I had no choice but to spend more time at the gym than home due to my stretched out schedule.

I was jokingly called a gym rat, and it hurt, because I felt like a slave.

The few days of the week I got to see my son were secretly miserable. I adored being around him and chasing him allover the house, but the fact that he had already taken his first steps without me, cried for his mother when he was cranky, and would refuse to sleep in my arms broke my heart.

That was it.

I let my clients know I only had a few weeks left to train them.

What was bound to happen was going to happen, but I was determined to see my child grow up.

I didn’t care.

Of course, everyone thought I was crazy, and I could see in their eyes how disbelieving they were when I told them what I was going to do, but that’s people.

They did exactly as I figured they would.

Fortunately, I’ve always had belief in myself when nobody else would, so I kept on keeping on.

Since I was a young, chubby, adolescent, I realized that taking the bullies’ remarks to heart never helps, it just makes you want more pie.

I listened to the few people that told me to, “See what happens,” and to, “Treat it like a business.” One of those friends is a guy that started off selling hosting from his apartment, and turned that into a million dollar a year business. His black card was proof enough.

I definitely had less energy for that first month.

Yeah, it was hard.

And yes, I saw my son even less frequently.

After that first dollar in my account though, that first day, I realized that this was real.

I got past the biggest obstacle of any real business online.

My way of thinking.

Making money was now a tangible thing. I had something I could spend.

It wasn’t just a dream any longer,and I was doing what I had set out to do.

Now, it’s two years later, and I’m making a few years worth of salary and sleeping in as long as I want.

I still work as long, but it’s because I love it, and because my son likes playing on the, “‘puda,” as he says.

In the end, what is my motivation for working online?

My motivation for working online is myself, and yours should be yourself.

It wasn’t anything on the outside that caused me to decide that I had had enough.

Nothing had changed. Everything external was as redundant as it had always been.

What changed was the way I saw myself, and my potential.

I remembered how many people, authority figures, in my formative years had doubted me, and I would prove them wrong.

I was the person in charge here, and I’d fail or be successful on my own terms.

Although, I proved the naysayers incorrect on their terms as well.

Check out a book titled “The New Psycho-Cybernetics.”

You can get the book or the DVD, it doesn’t matter.

I’ve read everything out there, and this book managed to open my eyes even further. Something about the way it’s written maybe? I don’t know, but it’s amazing.

Even if you don’t get it, take what you can from my example, and remember to believe in yourself ESPECIALLY when no one else does.

You’re the only thing you’re sure of anyway.

Until next time, keep the pie off your face.

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