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An Alternative to #ZeroFucks: The SO WHAT Mindset | Day 9 #30DayBlogBlitz

Yo! Danny here. Today, on Day 9 of my Blog Blitz, I have a surprise; One of my best friends (who just so also happens to be family), Jill Coleman is dropping a blog post. Jill & I have spent a lot of time together over the past 5 years, and we have A LOT of discussions regarding mindset, success, and life. …

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1+1 = 50,000 | Day 1 #30DayBlogBlitz

I’m out here in Santa Monica, California for the next month, and I have a single focus for how I want to spend my time: write my ass off. I am going to drop 30 posts over the next 30 days covering everything self-development. I’ll share ideas, thoughts, tips, tools, and experiences that deal will happiness, confidence, health, relationships, and…

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Quit Biting Your Nails! How To Make & Break Habits

“We are what we repeatedly do.” – Aristotle I was just on the phone with my brother Connor, trying to figure out a title that would get you to click on this post. Not only because I want blog traffic (which I do, duh), but also because this is important shit. Look, I get it, learning about habits and how…

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Why I Hate Self-Help

When somebody asks what I write about on my blog, I quickly reply with one of the three pretty much identical topics: health, fitness, or wellness. When in reality it’s more of a self-development/life-performance type of site. So why do I respond like I do? Because I’m embarrassed. On one hand, I think self-improvement and self-help are some of the…

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11 Rules of Life

  Rule #1: The “No Complaining” Rule The No Complaining Rule is self-explanatory: You’re not aloud to complain about your situation. No complaining. Period. You’re not allowed to complain to your mom, to your girlfriend, not even to your cat. This puts us in an interesting spot, doesn’t it? We no longer have that outlet to express what’s wrong with…

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Beers With My Dad

It was the fall of 2012, and we were sitting in the dimly lit pub. Seventeen televisions were playing seventeen different college football games. We had a pair of chilled beers in front of us, and we were talking and catching up on life as we did every Saturday. Scattered throughout our own analysis of college football (which we believe…

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