2009 was the first full year that I had entirely on my own with no requirements and no boundaries. I got a little carried away (too ambitious) with what I planned on doing, clearly forgetting about my work habits and laziness. The year was made up of 3 distinct periods:
Period 1: Sit around at home
For the first 3ish months of the year I wasn’t very productive (I was a bit burnt out from the amount of poker I had played at the end of 2008 which now seems like a joke), though did watch all of the Wire and Arrested Development, most of the Sopranos, the new season of 24, and probably some other stuff. Went out for meals, sat around on the computer wasting time, etc.
Period 2: Slightly less sitting around at home
For the next 5ish months I was very big on CrossFit workouts and finally started putting in some moderate work hours as well as substantial golf hours.
Other highlights of this period were playing on a pretty unsuccessful yet much more successful than the previous year softball team, passing the June CFA L1 after significant cramming of all subjects (especially accounting), and going to my first peer wedding, which was in mid June in MN.
For those unaware I use a Foreman grill for every non-snack meal (snacks get cold leftover chicken). Now at home I was attempting to keep kosher to the best of my ability which meant the dishwasher was off limits. At the same time hand washing the Foreman grill plates, even with them being removable, was not something I was feeling doing once a day, much less 3 times a day. So up until around this time my mom would clean them out of disgust every few days but by this time the build up had gotten so bad that she refused and I didn’t really care to do it, so I continued cooking over mounds and mounds of black gunk buildup..and people say I don’t like exotic seasonings/flavor! Even though this sounds and probably is pretty gross it actually majorly adds to the flavor.
Period 3: Move to Chicago and sit inside all day
On Sept 1 I moved to Chicago with 3 high school friends. We moved into a new construction duplex on the bottom 2 floors of a 3flat in Lincoln Park. I really really love the place and the floor plan, which is all bedrooms downstairs and 2 living rooms + kitchen + patio upstairs. The separation is perfect and I really like my room — good size, windows viewing out the front, steam shower.
Top 2 things I was looking forward to in Chicago were (a) being around more people my age and (b) checking out new restaurants. Sadly neither of these really happened due to a bet I had made
Poker Bet
On May 30 I was IM’ing with Dan (DCal Zone) about poker and we had been discussing our goals for the year — I proclaimed that I would be playing 3m hands on the year after having only completed about 250k up to that point, which was a pace of about 600k on the year. He very reasonably thought I was nuts and even though the bet didn’t have any requirements for me actually winning, the time commitment requirement alone was enough to bet against me. I won’t say the exact amounts bet here but I gave 3:1 odds and was risking low 5 figures. I contend that offering 3:1 was beneficial to me (though risky) because at 1:1 my motivation would have been substantially lower.
| Chisness (11:15:26 PM): |
is this smart? |
| Chisness (11:15:38 PM): |
my life will not be fun |
| Dan(11:16:05 PM): |
you will be buying out of the bet guaranteed |
Some solid/obvious foresight there by me and some cockiness from Dan , yet for the next 2 months I only played another 250k hands for a total of 500k of the necessary 1m. During this period I also made the same bet with another friend, thus doubling my action. This puts me at something like 3 hours/day for those months which is super sad. Of course this meant I was getting in frequent golf rounds, working out 5+ times a week, eating very well, and spending lots of time with friends, but not only was the balance awful, I also had the lingering feeling of needing to play these hands over my head constantly, putting a slight drain on everything I was doing.
Between August and Sept I played only another 500k total hands which meant again I was averaging about 3 hours/day. Now I did overhaul my game and move into the new apartment and had to deal with signing papers, the actual moving in, getting Internet set up, etc., but this was still very sad. By the end of September I started to get a bit more concerned because I’ve always put things off but that was usually fixable with a near all nighter or a week of hardcore studying. This was a different and much larger beast. I had 2m hands to go in 3 months. People have made a lot of money on bets to play less than what I needed to average per month over only 1 month and I needed to do this for 3 in a row.
My initial schedule upon moving in had plans for working out regularly, allotting a lot of time for eating, and having a good night sleep every night. Working out was the first to get axed. Then I realized the whole cooking process (and going to the supermarket) was taking too long and decided to get every meal catered in so it could simply be heated up and eaten without any other work. Got these from the Kosher Gourmet in Skokie and they were generally really great. Had scrambled eggs, potatoes, and pancakes for breakfast; a large salad with chicken, hard boiled eggs, corn, tostitos, and romaine for lunch; and alternated between salmon and broccoli, half a chicken and green beans, and brisket and green beans for dinner. I only had them delivered twice a week so they weren’t super fresh on the latest days but was very pleased and this was one of many factors that helped save time.
Since the bet required me to play only 2-4 or higher stakes games often near-died at certain early AM times (not enough games to play) which would lead me to go to sleep and rise for when the games replenished in the morning. However this would tend to set me back more and more because I would miss the prior day’s quota and then often wake up late on the next day again missing the quota. Even with adding in more tables and trying to get in hands faster, the hand requirement per day just kept getting worse and worse. Frequently I would look back to a couple weeks prior and think about how easy that would have been if I would have only kept that pace. Couple ways that I sped things up slightly were sandwiches instead of salads since they took less time to eat, cereal instead of the full breakfast (full breakfast was pretty heavy for morning anyway), and longer sessions to avoid startup/shutdown times.
The pace started off at around 20k/day in September (13-14 hours at a comfortable # of tables) and gradually escalated to around 27k in late November. Things got pretty blurry in November as I was playing nearly 18 hours on most days at the end of the month. So now not only had working out and eating (semi) been compromised, this was starting to dig into sleep and giving essentially 0 free time (omg no hourly facebook checks!). Fortunately a bunch of friends got pretty active on Skype so I wasn’t as isolated as I could’ve been. Also got a couple nice visits from (a) the Madison ss’ing crew and (b) Jacob — definitely nice to meet all these guys for the first time and to break the repetition of every day being the exact same.
Once it got to mid December and I could only sleep for 4-5 hours a night I knew some serious help was needed because oversleeping by even 2 hours could throw everything off. So I hired Dan C. as an assistant for a couple weeks. His duties were basically to wake me up at a prescribed time, heat up dinner, and do a few misc. things as needed. On the 2nd day he “forgot” to wake me up and I overslept by 2 hours. That was obviously no good but we got back on track after that and he even added a snooze feature to his repertoire so I could take quick 20 min naps and add a 10 min snooze period as needed.
I continued to get more and more behind and the last week of December was easily the worst of my life in terms of profit and possibly happiness. I twice stayed awake for ~40 hour periods with only about 1 hour of sleep, which I think completely screwed up my head for the last 16ish hours. Operating the other nights on only 4 hours of sleep was also brutal but not quite as bad. At the same time I was trying to overload on tables, doing probably literally twice as many tables as I’d prefer to be playing and about 1.5x as many as I could manage reasonably. This was a bad combination and led to terrible playing, but with the end of the tunnel visible I just had to finish it out and not care about making mistakes, which became easy as they became more frequent (when you typically only make a massive mistake once a session or less — something super obvious like timing out with Aces or similar — and then start doing it once every 5 minutes, it’s hard to get that mad every time).
In the end I finished with 37 hands over the requirement and about 2 and a half hours to spare. Every single minute of the last day especially was painful and losing the last week made accomplishing the bet sort of bittersweet, but I am very happy about pulling it off and look forward to PACING out in 2010.
The major lesson that I’ve been trying to embed into my head for years is that procrastinating sucks because not only did it worsen the quality of every hand I played, but it also worsened my eating and essentially eliminated all working out and person to person communication other than online. Part of the problem has been being overly ambitious which leads to being overwhelmed and instead of trying to attack everything, just backing off and doing nothing. New update soon on plans for 2010 that I think will be manageable and fun!
Now for real this time I AM going to update this often and will include poker updates as well. Doing these broad updates every few months is way less exciting than picking out fun things on an every few day basis.