The Day I Met Tim Ferriss
Do you have heroes?
Surely, you must.
I certainly draw inspiration and motivation from many sources, a few of whom I would undoubtedly call heroes. Some are fictional, some are real, but I’ve got them. The first-ever hero I can remember having is my dad. I’ve always looked up to him, seen him as a powerful man. Other examples of heroism can be found in fiction. I’ve also looked up to Ian Flemming’s fictional protagonist, James Bond since I saw Goldfinger for the first time at age 7. Athletes are also common heroes because they are always pushing the limits and competing with themselves and opponents. Michael Jordan, Jan Hudec, Terrell Owens, Troy Aikman, Seth Morrison , Cole Beasley, Conor McGregor. All these names are athletes I’ve looked up to, or held in near hero status throughout my life and presently. That’s not the complete list of my favorite athletes, or heroes either. I’ve looked up to people my whole life, and without them, I don’t think I’d be as happy or inspired in my daily existence.
Deep within me I know I have a hero that can inspire and motivate others (as well as myself). The better I become as a man the closer I am to reaching my own hero potential. There are also so many nameless, faceless heroes that have laid their lives down for the freedom and safety of those they serve and protect. Military heroism is timeless and ongoing, and warriors often personify the hero. I truly appreciate the sacrifices that are made by all the branches of the military, but I also appreciate peace and wish that those sacrifices can be avoided in the future. If everybody was a hero and behaved heroically what need would there be for conflict, war and strife?
That sounds idyllic and unrealistic. But, external conflicts and whether they can be avoided is one thing, but what about these inner conflicts that permeate heroes and everybody else. The doubts, fears, and the sense of right/wrong. These aren’t going anywhere without a lot of work, and will likely never completely disappear. The courage of a hero in any field inspires us to face these internal conflicts and rise above them, or work around them. We can even borrow the courage to face external challenges or obstacles.
When you’re inspired by someone, don’t you just want to meet that person and share how they’ve impacted you? I know that’s the case with me.
Yet, people can go through life never meeting their heroes. Sometimes it is unavoidable, they were born 200 years before you, or they are fictional. But, what about the ones that are living and sharing breath with us now? What if you had the chance to meet a hero? Would you take it, even if it involved a level of risk and uncertainty? How much have they impacted your life? Have you ever set the intent of meeting one or any of your heroes?
I ask these questions because I asked them to myself recently, and decided to seize the opportunity to meet a real life hero that is alive and breathing as I am today. I’ll jump into a story of the day that I met one of my truest heroes Tim Ferriss. His body of work has truly impacted me and as you’ll learn, I’ve been planning this…
Enter my stream of consciousness:
January 13/2016 Dallas Texas
I just got the call. The afternoon is mine. No longer am I reporting to a law firm to handle an unknown list of duties for a likely duration of 4 hours. They cancelled, but I will receive a $50 cancellation fee. Cool with me, wasn’t too sure how tedious that unknown engagement would have turned out being. I am however left with the obligation of making the most of this day. Changing my pace from becoming first-world presentable and preparing myself for a few hours in a law firm; to creating the best possible day. (I don’t know whether “creating the best possible day” was an intention I set, but I should set if more often.) The day decided to unfold beautifully, how much credit I can take for it I don’t know.
What did I decide to do with my newly found freedom? Distract myself of course! What a burden to use my time wisely and effectively. I’ll get on Twitter. This was one of the true synchronistic and destined moments in my life. Hardly do I ever simply scroll my feed on Twitter — I follow so many accounts that it’s a little noisy at times, although mostly positive. Scrolling I see the usual barrage of colors, words and images, but then it jumps out. “I’ve still got 18 spots left at the meet-up tonight in Santa Monica” — @tferriss
Everything stops. What!?!? Crazy, I wonder how much it costs? It will probably be sold out by the time I click through anyways. But whatever, I’ll let curiosity take me. Click. 7 Spots remain. You have 10 minutes to purchase and claim your ticket. How much is it? Umm wow, that’s not bad! My heart rate climbs noticeably. What should I do? The meet-up is in about 8h from now — in California! I’m in Texas. My cursor moves to the top of my browser and opens a new tab: Southwest Airlines. Maybe I can get a cheap flight from Love Field to LAX? My heart starts to pound harder and harder. Scrolling. Not finding too much, I can’t pay $300–500 one way right now. Oh wait! $89 to LAX?!? My heart is literally pounding right now. If I can get the return flight for $100 or less I’ll do it. Return for $109??? Not bad. 4:27 seconds left to claim the meet-up ticket.
It’s not about the money. It’s about that moment. Your heart is pounding and you’ve got to make a decision. Surfers, skiers, skydivers, poker players, fighters, creatives, and countless other extreme athletes and ordinary people face these kinds of decisions all the time. The more extreme and intense your lifestyle the more accustomed to these moments you may be. But, even being accustomed to these decisions they can still daunt. Take the risk? Commit? That’s what it’s really about. Any surfer, skier, or skateboarder can tell you that you’ve got to commit as you drop in. There is a point where turning back or even having the thought or turning back in your mind will do nothing but harm. You must launch into the unknown with faith in your training and abilities to ride it out. It’s a rush there’s no doubt. With less than 260 seconds I had to decide whether to fly to LA on a whim, knowing that I didn’t have anywhere to stay or anything planned other than to meet a hero of mine. I had to very quickly evaluate worst case scenarios and establish that I could be back in Dallas to handle my responsibilities in 25 hours. I committed. I decided to make it happen. For me meeting a hero, and crossing off the goal that I’d set back in 2012 of meeting Tim Ferriss was worth any of the worst case scenarios (which turned out to be barely anything) that I could foresee. I did it. January 13th, 2016 was the first day I met Tim Ferriss. A day I decided to commit to a dream and to meet one of my truest heroes.
Would you take the risk? Do you know someone that inspires you so much you’d jump on a plane across the country just to get the chance to meet them? Do you have a hero?