So, this week I’ve moved my house (across town), my blog (to a whole new site; ta-da!) and my bowels. Also, I’m sorry I just talked about my bowels on the interwebz.
Every week after I post, there’s this glorious three-day window where I feel 1) excited to share all the info with you guys, 2) relieved that I made another post on time, and 3) inspired about next week’s content. After that, the impending dread settles in, and I feel stupid amounts of pressure to put out something that’s both useful and accessible. This week has been extra terrible in a way that shouldn’t even be real.
Basically, I’m striving to develop The Brazen Bible into an unparalleled toolkit designed to inspire action, attack dissatisfaction, and kick life in the nards so you’ll never have to cry into your beer again. (Or post complain-y Facebook statuses). I have SO MANY ideas, (like workbooks, newsletters, online courses, etc), and WANT TO DO ALL OF THEM RIGHT NOW.
I want to have downloadable templates to help you single out what matters most, coaching sessions to teach you how to schedule your day to fit in the most kickassery, and simple ways to self-hack your brain to get past that annoying Gandolf gatekeeper who tells you (and your goals), that YOU SHALL NOT PASS. Awesome beard or not, that nay-sayer sucks.