It’s that sad moment that we’ve all stumbled upon in our lives. That dark narcissistic moment where your own vanity and ego consume you like Tobey Maguire in Spiderman 3; you Google yourself. The other night I found myself staring down that very path. It was sad, but Googling my own name shine some light upon old achievements, and ones I wasn’t aware even existed.
I don’t recall running a marathon in Sydney
After ploughing through 14 pages of sites bearing my name, it was hard not to sit back and reflect on my achievements. Well, at least ones that the internet considers worthy. What bothered me was that - as egocentric as it may be - I wasn’t seeing enough of my name. That’s enough motivation for me to write, aside from the pure passion. That’s right. Passion.
So if you ever find yourself in a motivational slump, take a few moments to remember who you really are…by Googling yourself.
