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John Romaniello

John Romaniello is an angel investor, New York Times bestselling author, and one of the most highly regarded experts in the fitness industry. He's has written for scores publications from Men's Health to Fast Company, and has been featured on TV a bunch of times, which makes him mom really proud. An advisor to over a dozen fitness and tech companies, Roman splits time between NYC and LA, and loves the New York Jets, unicorns, sarcasm, and writing about himself in the third person.
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John Romaniello1 week ago
I don't like to post things about September 11th. It was a horrible day, and it hits too close to home for me to dig deep into the memories. And with all that's been said by people far wiser than I, there's no reason for me to add my voice to that particular chorus.

But September 12th. That's a day I like to remember.

Despite the horror and the uncertainty, despite the still-raging fires and the ever-surging calculations of damage and death—that was the day people really started to come together.

Thus began a period of harmony and unity that will forever stand out as one of the most poignant and important periods of American History.

As with all such things, it was not meant to last. Nothing perfect, or nearly perfect, can be anything but a moment, frozen in time, thawed eventually by the return to the humdrum worries of everyday life and the acclimation to the new normal.

Still. For that moment, it was beautiful.

To call our current social and political climate "divided" would be an understatement so extreme it defies all sanity. Despite that—or, perhaps, because of it—I think there's value in looking back and remembering a time when our differences didn't seem quite so important.

There's a quote from Arthurian legend I really like. Some variation of if appears in -The Once and Future King-, as well as Malory's -Le Mortenson D'Arthur-, and even Boorman's 1981 film -Excalibur-.

It states, "The fellowship was a brief beginning, a fair time that cannot be forgotten. And because it *will not* be forgotten...that fair time may come again."

Let us hope it does, though perhaps not on the heels of tragedy.

So. Today, even I will stop brooding, and instead be happy we're here. I appreciate you, I love you, and I hope you realize you can change the world.

One final quote, this one from the great philosophers Bill S. Preston, Esq and Ted Theodore Logan: "Be excellent to each other."
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John Romaniello2 weeks ago
Doing push ups in the middle of the only usable sled path is the conditioning version of curling in the squat rack.
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John Romaniello2 weeks ago
So part of my evening freed up and I feel like putting some ink on my body.

I've got room on my legs, inguinal region, possibly right arm.

Suggestions for a lyric from Brand New (id consider a few other artists, but keep in mind my angsty, brooding, emo nature) and placement are welcome and appreciated. Explain your reasoning if you like.

It's like soul fucking.
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John Romaniello3 weeks ago
Because I am a silly, silly person, I am currently balls deep writing three books at once.

Contrary to all logic, this has as yet resulted in neither death nor madness, and progress has been reasonably steady on all three tomes.

They're all very different, and I'm enjoying the challenge of switching gears constantly.

Now.

One of these three projects is a book of personal and hopefully amusing essays entitled

—Okay, But How Do Mermaids Fuck?
a philosophic inquiry—

Last night I was able to sit down and write a full essay for the book, start to finish. Which I rarely do.

The process is normally a bit slower.

But, I suppose I was feeling inspired.

The essay is called, "The Second Worst Blowjob of All Time (OR, How to Teach Grammar With Your Dick Exposed)."

It's a fun story, I think you'll enjoy it.

You can't read it or anything, but this is just me teasing you and keeping you interested in the goings on of my work because marketing.

But Jordan Syatt knows it, and he laughed, so even if you hate it, I'm still happy.

🤷🏽‍♂️
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John Romaniello3 weeks ago
"You have the same number of hours in the day as Elon Musk.

But you don't have his experience, work ethic, or unbridled fucking genius.

So I guess doing absolutely nothing with yourself is a reasonable use of your existence, you talentless hack."

—me, writing motivational notes to myself
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John Romaniello4 weeks ago
We’re all familiar with the image of the workaholic.

It's that person who stays late at the office, working themself to the bone. Doesn’t matter if it’s Monday at eleven a.m. or Saturday at two a.m.—the workaholic's a machine designed for one purpose: getting shit done.

On one hand, I absolutely admire these people.

There’s something to be said about a great work ethic, hustle, and desire to take on seemingly impossible projects.

On the other hand, there’s an aspect of the workaholic that I tend to pity. There’s a fine line between dedication and obsession, and knowing where to draw that line makes all the difference between whether your hustle and grit are virtuous traits or deleterious characteristics that cause you to lose sight of what’s really important in your life.

What are you most passionate about? What's that thing that you spend all of your energy doing? Whatever it is, outline your goals so there's a quantitative and qualitative way of determining your success.

The dedicated, not obsessed, person works towards a point of achievement.

And it's equally important that when you make a win—BIG or small—you celebrate it. Pick your hand up and literally pat yourself on the back. Pump your fist. Text a friend. Reward yourself by taking a break and go walk around the block.

This will keep you humble and hungry, and prevent you from endlessly chasing more work and spiraling into obsessions.

When you enter into the obsessed territory, everything else that's important in your life becomes blurred or diluted, or at worst disappears.

And from personal experience, I can say that the obsessed oftentimes possess another dangerous trait—self-loathing.

So know this: being dedicated means approaching goals like a sprint, in bursts of concentrated effort.

Obsession is a marathon, a life spent chained to a treadmill chasing a carrot with no hope of ever feeling satisfied—and that unfulfilled feeling laces the very essence of everything in life.

The French Renaissance writer Michel de Montaigne wrote, “Obsession is the wellspring of genius and madness.”

While this is true in the sense that the top 1 percent of 1 percent of all achievements might be unlocked by only a single-minded pursuit, madness is the more common consequence of obsession. It leaves you bitter, empty, and alone.

So, in order to create a rich, multifaceted existence, make time for your families, your friends, your health, and most of all, yourself.

And enjoy your weekend.

Much love.
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