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Setting Up For The Fail…

October 2012

Life is funny.  We’ve all got some kind of hurdle to jump, some defect in our character that isn’t quite what it should be, some reason to hang our head in shame, some limitation that must be dealt with – hell, that’s normal.  Where it gets tricky is when we sabotage an otherwise simple situation and end up with a mess on our hands.

I read a post early this morning about a runner who prepared meticulously for a race.  He had his clothes picked out and packed two days ahead of time, had all of his Gu’s and energy bars packed with care, had the weather figured out days in advance.  Then, day before, he asked a friend to pick up his number because he didn’t want to stay the night in the town where the race was and they didn’t have a “day of” pick-up.  On the day of the race he overslept his alarm because he had the alarm set on vibrate (on his phone obviously).  Then, he chose to meet his buddy (who he’d only met twice prior) at the starting line where there would be thousands of people milling about, all dressed the same – expecting to pick this fella out of the crowd.  If that wasn’t crazy enough, once they had the place to meet figured out via a couple of text messages, he moved to get a better view of the crowd after his buddy included in the text that he was leaving his phone in the car.

Hilarity insued, he never found his buddy who had his number with his timing chip on it, he had to run about a quarter of a mile to get to a courtesy booth to find a race official who kindly enough gave him a temporary number with no timing chip on it – then run back to the starting line to run his marathon only to find that he stood alone – every single starter had gone through the starting gate and was completely out of sight.  He had to struggle with finding the proper route before he finally started catching up to the slower folks…  In the end, he caught up to his buddy just before they hit the wall, got his real number and then left that buddy in the dust.  His timing chip (that started with his buddy 10 minutes earlier) showed a finising time 8 minutes above what his race watch showed, and he was actually bummed that the officials wouldn’t change his time.

Then, to top all of that off, he went into the beer tent and used the beer tag on his original number and the temporary number that was given him by the race official to get a free beer out of the deal – Karma believers are all shaking their heads right now…  He’s going to pay for that one.

Now, here’s the lesson I learned many moons ago about stuff like this, and it just happens to be BgddyJim’s Self Evident Truth #12:  Life is hard enough as it is.  Don’t make it more difficult by setting yourself up to fail.

There are a lot of moving parts to life.  The more complex the mechanism and the more moving parts it has, the likelier it is to break down.  Many people who have been reading this blog for a while think that I have a pretty hard-core work ethic – I approach life like I mean it, sure, but there’s more to it than just discipline.  I hate it when things go wrong.  I hate having to run around like a chicken with my head cut off, relying on other people who could barely care less if I get to where I want to go.  The marathoner that I’m referring to had everything set up perfectly until the day of the race – and then he made decisions that would make certain that he would encounter trouble getting to where he wanted to be.  Every choice he made that morning added another moving part that had to come off perfectly for him to get to the starting line on time.  Every single choice.  Folks, you put that many moving parts into an already chaotic scene and there’s no way you can hope for it to turn out well.  He set himself up to fail.

Let’s look at the moving parts:

1.  Who the hell sets their alarm to vibrate (except maybe a deaf person – my sister-in-law is, so don’t go there)?  That is the single dumbest thing I’ve ever heard of.

2.   You don’t meet someone you barely know at the starting line, expecting to pick out a runner you barely know in a sea of runners is ridiculous.

3.  If you are silly enough to meet someone at a landmark at the starting line, for the love of God, DON”T MOVE!!!

4.  If you must rely on someone else to pick up your number for you, meet them away from the starting area, or pick your buddy up at his hotel room and ride in together.

There were a couple of other no-brainers in there, but you get the idea.  If I make things too difficult to come off without a hitch – and that guy surely did – there are going to be hitches.

Let’s apply this to my life to illustrate the way I handle these things.  I want to buy a new (used) trainer for my office.  I am not paying full price.  $300 for a trainer that I can get with minimal effort for $100 is crazy.  So I check out Craigslist and find two near my office – the exact same model by the way, for $100.  I send out emails that I’m interested, the first one I get a response back sells their trainer for $100, their asking price.  Now here’s my first choice, coming up.  I could talk that person down another $20.  I’d probably have to lie to do it, but I could.  Now, that trainer is worth $100 to me, but I could try to finagle the situation to my benefit – but that adds a moving part to the scenario.  If she says no, I either have to accept that or try someone else to get them down to $80 on a trainer that I’m already willing to pay $100 for.  As it turns out, the first one to respond was also the closest to my office and can meet any time today – this makes my life easier.  If I try to knock her down and it doesn’t work, I’ll have to waste my time, energy and gas to work on the other one.  That’s another moving part and will add cost to the equation.  Finally, I could choose not to buy either one and wait for a better deal to come down the line (my wife is famous for this one).  We’re getting close to trainer season though and prices will only be going up from here, so if I wait, I could very well end up paying more than the $100 I was originally willing to pay in the first place.  Now, I’ve written before, I value my free time at about $125 per hour.  It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that if things go wrong, making things work out in my favor will take more than 20 minutes, especially if I have to drive an extra half an hour to pick up the other one.  But it gets better…  Yesterday I didn’t have $100 in cash on me, so I offered in an email back, to pay with a company check…  I could have made the appointment, gone out there, check in hand, without clarifying, and I’d have probably been sent packing, wasting my time, gas and energy.  Sure enough, she wouldn’t take anything but cash, so I stopped by my bank on the way home and pulled the cash out of my slush fund (no debit card is attached to the slush fund, I have to visit the bank personally to pull it out or transfer it – this way I can’t blow it frivolously).  I emailed her back last night to let her know I had the cash, we’ll be meeting at a time and place of her choosing later today.
I could go deeper into detail over the situation, but I believe it’ll get ridiculous and boring with too much more, you get the idea though.  If I want to have a stress free life, I have to do what I can to keep it that way, because life is stressful enough all on its own.  It doesn’t need any help.
UPDATE:  And there we have it, new trainer sitting in my office – I don’t know how many times the woman I bought it from actually used it, but there was only a little sitting dust on it (from sitting in the closet) – it doesn’t even have any rubber dust on it…  The thing is brand new.  I had it sitting in my office before 9:30 this morning.


  1. Sandra says:

    My Dad’s favorite argument: the more moving parts, the more likely something will break. We had hand-cranked windows, dairy queen seats (vinyl), and no AC in cars until only one kid was left at home. I didn’t know cars had power steering or AC until I took driver’s ed. And I am really not that old. Comparatively.

    Second point in your well written post about life and success? “Keep it simple, stupid”, is one of my mantras. :-). Because when I don’t, I feel overwhelmed and oh, so stupid!

    • bgddyjim says:

      I was taught K.I.S.S. when I was 23, still wet behind the ears in recovery and I love it. I generally don’t use it too often because whiny people get put off being called stupid – I figure I’m grating enough. 😀

      • Sandra says:

        😀 Dad, of course, never called it that.

      • bgddyjim says:

        I might write a post about the first time I heard of it… I’m whining about how hard staying sober is, I wanna get lit, blah, blah, blah… He hands me a napkin with K.I.S.S. on it, just a blank napkin with K.I.S.S., I thought he was gay or something… The rest later, it’s funny.

    • tischcaylor says:

      We’ve still got a car with hand-cranked windows and no AC — bought it new that way on purpose and I absolutely love its simplicity.

      • Sandra says:

        Do you know only something like 7% of the cars on the road are standards? That’s something I’ll have a fit giving up! 😦 I hate automatics.

      • bgddyjim says:

        Believe it or not the automatic transmission cars are more fuel efficient now. I agree though, I think all kids should start with a stick. You can’t text and shift.

      • Sandra says:

        Exactly. 🙂 Besides, it was not just about fuel efficiency for me. . . it was the feel of being more connected to the movement . . . besides, it’s somehow just wrong for little sporty cars NOT to have a stick 🙂

      • bgddyjim says:

        I don’t know about the no AC part – I’m a windows down kind of guy, but I’ve learned to enjoy my AC.

  2. The Guat says:

    What a great post. I love your Self Evident Truths. They are always so insightful and totally on spot. “The more complex the mechanism and the more moving parts it has, the likelier it is to break down.” Dude I feel you on this one. And yeah I completely agree with you the alarm on vibrate … dude c’mon now. I’d set up like three alarm clocks including one that would probably smack me in the face.

    • bgddyjim says:

      Thanks, I try. 😉 9 times out of 10 I’m up before the alarm and on my second cup of coffee before it goes off, but it’s that one time that I really need it – and I don’t mess around either, mine is a blaring warning alarm.

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