It was snot your average trip.
Back from an uber-busy trip to LA.
Fourteen meetings in five days. It was crazy. I arrived on THE HOTTEST DAY IN RECORDED HISTORY (no BS) after leaving Houston, which was ending… wait for it… THE HOTTEST SUMMER IN RECORDED HISTORY! (again — no BS!).
Note to self: do not wear black on hottest days of the year.
I think this my fourth trip to LA. That seems right. The quality of meetings has increased every time, as has my ability to pitch and self-promote. So I’ve got that going for me.
This time, I sort of knew where I was going. That made a huge difference on so many levels. Especially the stress-level. I got really sick on day two (Tuesday). At first, I thought (hoped) it was an allergy attack. It wasn’t. It was if Jesus Himself had descended from the heavens and hit me with the snot-stick. Along with the snot, the runny nose, the congestion, the phlegm-filled coughs there was also the no-sleep and the non-stop headaches. FOR FOUR DAYS. IN. A. ROW.
And you can’t go into these meetings with no energy. You have to go in thinking you’re King Sh*t come to conquer the world. You’re the ice cream on a sweltering day.
And that… that was tough.
So I spent almost all of my downtime resting and prepping (vs. drinking) and I think it paid off.
We’ll see what comes of it over the next several weeks. I think, career-wise, this was a game-changer.
M A R K
P.S. — Stay in school! Don’t do drugs!
P.P.S — I could not have pulled ANY of this off without a big-ass support base. Thanks to Jennifer, Alex, and everyone else that keeps the wheels turning.