When winning feels like losing

When winning feels like losing

It’s 6:40 on a Tuesday morning. I’m standing in my kitchen in Maui reheating the same cup of coffee for the second time, feeling like absolutely nothing in my life is working.

Nothing is on fire. Nobody’s sick. The coffee is fine (the second reheat is a war crime, but it’s fine).

But there’s a low hum in my chest that won’t quit.

You’re behind.

It’s all stuck.

Nothing is moving.

Now look at the actual scoreboard.

I just handed one of my companies to an operator who is genuinely fired up to take it and grow it. I’m hiring a leader for my lending company. I’m deep in an ugly loan negotiation on a 369-unit apartment complex in Austin. I’m building systems so my content, my teams, and my companies can run without me sitting in every single chair. And I shut two things down on purpose.

By any measure a stranger could look at, sitting down with my calendar and my org chart and a list of what actually moved this year, this is one of the most productive seasons of my life.

It feels like one of the worst.

I’ve been chewing on that gap for a few weeks now, the space between the scoreboard and the feeling, and I think I finally understand the mechanism behind it. I’ve started calling it The Lag.

But this isn’t really about my Tuesday. It’s about yours.

Maybe yours doesn’t look like an operator handoff. Maybe it’s month four of eating clean with a scale that refuses to move. Maybe it’s sixty offers written since March and not one of them accepted. Maybe you’ve been showing up every night for a sixteen-year-old who still answers you in one syllable at dinner.

Think back to the last stretch where you did everything right and got nothing back for it.

Not the general experience of being stuck. The specific week.

What were you telling yourself about yourself by day forty?

Hold onto that thought. You’re going to need it in a minute.

The Lag

Your brain pays you in dopamine when it sees evidence.

Close the deal, feel great. Launch the thing, feel great. Post the win, watch the likes roll in, feel great. Action, evidence, reward. Tight little loop, and it has been running your emotional life since you were four years old and somebody put a sticker on a chart.

So think about what the biggest moves in your business actually are.

Hiring a great leader. Handing off a company. Building a system. Having the conversation you’ve been dodging since February. Making the decision only you can make.

Not one of them produces evidence for months.

You plant them, and then nothing happens. No close. No launch. No screenshot. Just bare dirt, for a long time. And your brain, which is scanning for proof the same way it has scanned for proof every day since you were a kid, comes up empty and files the only report it knows how to file: nothing is working.

The cruel part is what comes next. The better your decisions get, the worse this season feels.

Because the biggest moves are almost always the slowest to pay. Quick wins pay fast and small. Real moves pay slow and huge. Which means the exact moment you level up as a builder, the moment you stop playing checkers with your calendar and start making moves that take a year to land, is the same moment your emotions quit cooperating with you.

I’m reading Dr. Benjamin Hardy and Blake Erickson’s book The Science of Scaling right now, and their core argument is that growth doesn’t come from adding more. It comes from cutting everything that will never scale so you can pour yourself into the few things that will. Good advice. Nobody warns you about the emotional bill attached to it.

Fewer, bigger things means fewer, rarer hits of I did it.

You traded a slot machine that paid out every day for one that pays out every year. The payout is a hundred times bigger (congratulations!) but now you have to survive the silence in between, and nobody mentioned the silence when they sold you on the trade.

You can’t judge a farm in May

A farmer plants in spring and harvests in fall. Nothing controversial there.

But picture two fields in May.

Both are bare dirt. Identical from the road. One belongs to a farmer who planted well, meaning the right crop went in during the right week, into soil she prepped back in March when nobody was watching and nothing looked like progress. The other belongs to a guy who did nothing at all and spent April on the couch.

Standing at the fence, you can’t tell them apart.

The only thing that knows the difference is the farmer’s log. What went in the ground. When. Whether it was the right crop for that soil.

Most of us judge our lives by staring at the field, which is a little like judging a marriage by how dinner went on a Wednesday. You see bare dirt in May and you panic. But the field can’t tell you anything in May. Only the log can.

And some of farming isn’t planting at all. It’s pulling weeds.

I shut down a group I ran called The 50. I loved that thing. The people in it were incredible and I still think about some of those conversations. But it wasn’t profitable, it ate an enormous amount of my time, and somewhere along the way it had slowly turned into the most pleasant possible distraction from the things I’m actually supposed to be building, which is the most dangerous kind of weed there is.

So I killed it.

And let me tell you, shutting something down feels like the exact opposite of a win. It cost money. It cost relationships I cared about. There is no launch post for “I quit something.”

But a field full of weeds can’t grow anything, no matter how good your seeds are. Killing The 50 may turn out to be one of the best moves I make this year, and it will never once feel like it.

You can’t judge a farm in May. You can only read the log.

Which raises the real question: how do you know you’re planting the right things?

We’ll get there. But first there’s something more dangerous going on than a bad Tuesday.

The Lag doesn’t just feel bad. It makes you do dumb things.

I underestimated this part for years.

The feeling isn’t the actual problem. The problem is what you do to make the feeling go away, and there are three moves almost everybody reaches for. I’ve made all three, twice.

The first is that you rip up the seeds. Week five with the new operator, he hasn’t hit a number yet, nothing has technically gone wrong, and you start “checking in” twice a day because checking in feels like leadership and waiting feels like nothing. Week nine you take a project back, just this one, just to move it along. Week twelve you’re running it again and telling people at dinner that you tried delegating once and it just didn’t work for you. You didn’t hire wrong. You dug up a seed in June to see whether it was growing.

The second is that you go get a hit somewhere else. This is the one that has me dead to rights. When the big move is planted and there’s nothing to show for it, I go find something that produces evidence today. New offer. New content series. New shiny AI toy.

I rebuilt my entire content workflow one morning last month. New tools, new folders, new automations, the whole thing, and by lunch I had a setup that was genuinely better than what I started with. I also still hadn’t written the job description for the leader I’d been trying to hire for three weeks, which was the only item on that day’s list that actually mattered.

Shiny object syndrome isn’t a discipline problem. It’s withdrawal.

The third is that you shrink the goal and call it wisdom. Nothing’s happening anyway, so why not lower the target until things start happening again? That one is the sneakiest, because it shows up dressed as maturity, and you can talk yourself into it in about four minutes flat while you’re driving home. Usually it’s just the dopamine talking.

All three feel productive in the moment. All three cost you the harvest.

Three tests for when you can’t trust the feeling

When the feeling starts lying, stop asking it questions and run these instead.

1. Are you moving the things only you can move?

Anybody can stay busy. You can fill a whole week with real tasks and real emails and real meetings, feel useful the entire time, get to Friday genuinely tired, and still not have touched the one thing that would have changed your next twelve months. The test is whether your effort went into the small handful of things that are yours alone. The decision only you can make. The hire only you can close. The apology only you can give.

I fail this one constantly (see the content workflow, above). When a decision feels heavy, I go hide in work that feels good. The busywork is relieving. The real work is heavy.

The heaviness is the address.

2. Does it compound, or does it evaporate?

Planted things keep growing after you walk away. A great hire keeps working. A system keeps running. A rental keeps collecting rent while you’re asleep.

Evaporating work has to be redone tomorrow, and then again the day after that, and the entire time it will feel exactly as urgent and exactly as important as the work that compounds. The inbox. The errands. The noise.

Go look at your last seven days and count honestly. How many of those hours will still be working for you in October?

1. Would the version of you sitting there twelve months from now approve?

Today’s feeling runs on today’s clock. The truth runs on a longer one.

Ask “does this feel productive right now” and planting loses every single time, because you built that question out of today’s evidence and planting has no evidence to give you yet. Ask “will this look obviously right a year from now” and planting wins every time. Same action, two different clocks. Use the long one.

If your week passes those three, stop staring at the dirt.

Bare dirt in May is what a working farm looks like.

Score the planting, not the harvest

One more shift, and this is the one actually keeping me sane right now.

You don’t control harvests. Markets, timing, other people, plain dumb luck. Not yours.

Planting is 100% yours. Every single day.

So change what counts as a win.

Keep a list. I call mine the “moved it forward” list, and it’s exactly as sophisticated as the name suggests. The email I finally sent. The offer I made. The job description I’d been circling for three weeks (yes, that one). The decision I actually decided instead of deciding to think about it more.

Then on Friday afternoon, read it.

It will change the entire feeling of your week, because a list can’t lie to you the way a field can. Your field says nothing is happening here. Your list says eleven things went in the ground this month.

The list is the truth. The field is just early.

This is also why you should track habits and not just goals. Goals are harvests, and you don’t control them. Habits are plantings, and you do. Track your planting and you get your evidence back, and your evidence is where your momentum comes from.

It’s the whole reason we built our Habit Tracker, and it’s the one I’m using to keep score through this exact season. It’s free. If you don’t have a way to score your own plantings yet, grab it here

Back to Tuesday

Same Tuesday. Same kitchen, same twice-reheated coffee, same hum in my chest. Understanding The Lag doesn’t make it go away, which is deeply annoying and worth admitting out loud.

But I pulled out the list.

Operator brought in: planted. Leader being hired: planted. Austin negotiation moved a real inch: planted. Systems built: planted. An entire field of weeds pulled out by the roots.

Eleven seeds this month. Right crops, right season, in soil that finally has room for them (which is what clearing the weeds actually bought me).

Now here’s what I’d tell you if we were sitting across the table: nobody is ever going to congratulate you for the planting.

They’ll congratulate you in the fall. They’ll meet the operator running your great company and tell you how lucky you were to find him. They’ll watch your systems hum along without you and call you organized, as if organization were the thing that did it. Not one person is ever going to walk up and say, “hey, great job on that quiet, miserable Tuesday in May when you made the call you didn’t want to make.”

You have to be the one who notices. That’s the job nobody hands you.

So if your life looks like bare dirt this morning, don’t panic and don’t start over. Go read your log.

You might not be failing.

You might just be farming.

To your Better Life,

Brandon

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