Al Pacino’s epic speech in “Any Given Sunday,” combined with an archived blog of serial entrepreneur and VC guru Brad Feld, will set the tone for any day. Throw in a little Ari Gold and you’re ready to conquer the world.
The back of my iPod is inscribed with the phrase “Inches Make Champions.” As Pacino said, “We claw with our fingernails for that inch, because we know, when we add up all those inches, that’s gonna make the fuckin’ difference between winning and losing.”
I enjoy running ultramarathons (LT100, SilverRush 50, Annapurna 100) and to date have DNF’d far more than I have finished. Yet the mantra of ultras, “constant forward motion,” holds. Often, this constant forward movement occurs in centimeters.
Life is a game of movement, of inches. In the moment, consequences, odds, and scenarios do not matter. To the competitor, focus sharpens to the inch at hand, to the next step, to the next action required to execute.
Feld’s blog reflects this mindset eloquently. To paraphrase, one must play the point rather than the score, which is irrelevant to the point being contested. The focus is on competing as intensely as possible and performing as perfectly as possible in favor of the point–the moment–compounding small victories to result in big ones.
Living is the inch in front of your face that you either sacrifice or stretch for 100 miles. Inches, rather than metric measurements, are malleable, contingent largely upon ambition, work ethic, and will.
And “those inches we need are all around us,” waiting to be focused upon, fought for, and seized.