Today started like a gentle fart in church — awkward, noisy, and deeply unwelcome. My stomach staged a full-blown rebellion at 4am. Whether it was the “nachos”, the semaglutide, or that salad with emotional baggage? We’ll never know. But I do know this: I still showed up. I still did the work. And more importantly?
I stopped making myself the joke.
🍳 Breakfast Wins & Hashpile of Regret™
Went to breakfast with friends today and got hit with the temptress that is the Hangover Hashpile of Regret™.
But I said “no,” like a grown-up. A smug, slightly bitter grown-up who ordered an omelet and made peace with it.
Was it as greasy and nostalgic as the hash? No.
Did it make me feel like someone who doesn’t hate themselves by 11am? Absolutely.
That’s what this whole mindset shift is about, right?
Less “I’m a trash human with no control” and more “Look at me making non-disastrous choices like I’m in charge of my own story.”
🧠🎌 Wakarmaska, Bitches! + The Daily Progress Flex
You wanna know what’s actually working? THIS:
- ✅ Duolingo: 11-day streak still unbroken. That smug little owl can chill.
- ✅ Pimsleur Japanese: Finished Lesson 9 — and I understood it. Actual comprehension.
Wakarimaska. Brain tingles. Felt like a toddler god of language. Bow before my polite pronunciation. - ✅ Cardio: 30 minutes of it. Even when my excuses sounded like they were auditioning for Broadway.
- ✅ Calories: On point. And the weight is falling off at about half a pound a day, just like the math nerds said it would.
That’s not a brag. That’s a receipt. For showing up. For doing the hard stuff. For finally giving enough of a damn to not let “I hate myself” be my brand.
🎭 Self-Deprecating Humor: The False God of Former Me
Let’s get real. I used to weaponize humor like a damn Jedi — not to entertain, but to pre-shame myself before anyone else could.
You know the vibe:
“I’m trash, LOL.”
Translation: I know you were gonna think it, so I said it first so I wouldn’t have to feel it.
But that hits different now. Because here’s the truth:
Self-deprecation sounds a lot like “I hate myself, and so should you.”
And I’m done subscribing to that channel.
It doesn’t make you relatable — it makes you unreliable.
To yourself.
So yeah, I’m still funny. Still snarky. Still salty as hell.
But I’m not the punchline anymore.
🐸 Delay = Pain (And Frogs Taste Worse Cold)
I punted my workout to the afternoon because my stomach felt like it lost a bar fight.
And that frog? Yeah. It got uglier.
Motivation ghosted me harder than my high school crush, and suddenly the 30-minute workout felt like a 3-hour existential crisis.
But I did it. I didn’t want to, but I did it.
Because we’re not here to be cute.
We’re here to not be fat asses anymore.
Frogs first. Feelings later.
📚 DOUBLE BOOK RECS: Your Brain Needs a Tag Team
1. Eat That Frog! by Brian Tracy
If you’re a professional procrastinator (hi), this book is the productivity throat-punch you didn’t know you needed.
It’s about doing the hard thing first — the “frog” — before your brain has a chance to gaslight you out of it.
Especially helpful for people who say things like, “I’ll do it later,” then mysteriously run out of day.
2. The Mountain Is You by Brianna Wiest
This one hits deeper. It’s not about time management — it’s about emotional sabotage.
Why you delay. Why you binge. Why you make the same dumb choices even though you “know better.”
It’s compassionate but savage. Like a therapist who also lifts.
It tells you the mountain isn’t external — you’re the damn mountain. Now move.
🌯 Wrapping It Up Like a Breakfast Burrito
Day 12 was chaotic. I had every excuse to spiral — cramps, rain, cravings, emotional flashbacks to potatoes I didn’t order.
But instead?
- I spoke nicer to myself.
- I honored my commitments.
- I ate the frog, skipped the hash, and didn’t let sarcasm turn into sabotage.
So if you’re lurking — scrolling TikTok in bed while telling yourself you’ll start Monday — here’s your sign:
Start today.
Come vibe with us. Come learn Japanese. Come be the kind of person who shows up even when it sucks.
👉 Hit the Discord and surround yourself with other recovering couch goblins: discord.gg/vTx5AN542g
Drew Karriker is a self-proclaimed professional tinkerer, self-experimentation enthusiast, and lifelong learner with an inability to sit still. A former nuclear engineer turned DevOps architect, he’s built a career (and a life) out of breaking things, fixing them, and then making them better.
Despite wrestling with ADHD, anxiety, and an unrelenting need to optimize everything, he transformed his career and life in just a few years—not because he’s special, but because he figured out how to turn obsession into execution. Now, he’s doing it again—publicly—one 100-day challenge at a time.
His past projects? Some were successes. Some flopped spectacularly. Each one left him a little wiser (and probably a little more caffeinated). Now, he’s on a mission to document his transformation—mind, body, career, and everything in between—so that others might pick up a thing or two along the way. Or at the very least, be entertained by the chaos.
Follow along at RewiredWithDrew.com and get inspired, get motivated, or just grab some popcorn and enjoy the ride.