I am a result-orientated kind of person. And I don’t measure results in unquantifiable things like ‘good feelings’ or some kind of mystical ‘karma.’ When I say results, I mean that I want concreate, tangible outcomes – real things I can touch and see. When that fails to happen, when I do things, put effort and energy into something, and my returns are elusive, existing more in theory than actuality, it quite honestly makes me want to give up.

Let me give you an example.

For the past month, I have taken about forty minutes a day, five days a week, to go on a three-mile walk. For a solid month, I have dedicated time I could’ve spent sitting on my ass, sweating and panting and being generally uncomfortable. I have done this because that aforementioned ass has...

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