In the past few months I have been circling the wagons and getting the website rebuilt with the aid of Splitter Designs. I was confronted with the disparity between what I wanted to create and the reality of what I have been producing . The last few years have felt pretty unfulfilling-hollow, as though something has been missing from my work. I looked back at the posts and pictures and kept thinking ‘Is this the vision? Is this the best you have to give? Where is the passion, the fire and the cutting edge?’
One of the things that has been skewing my vision over the last few years is a desire to be perceived as successful in order to attract sponsors. How else does and athlete/speaker/artist feed make a living? No one wants to sponsor failure. I needed to make a living doing what I do-creating adventure media that inspires people through my struggle with type 1 diabetes. As that reality grew, it stole my fire-my joy. I stopped speaking to the people who were supporting me and I moved on to the people who didn’t care, who needed to be convinced of the value of the LivingVertical mission. I wanted to convert new followers more than caring for my existing ones. By simply reaching more people, I hoped that I could develop LivingVertical into a quazi-Team NovoNordisk, replete with corporate support and hundreds of thousands of followers-and a salary that could support my work and my family.
What I have found reflecting on all of this is that there is no shame in failure if you choose carefully the hill on which you are prepared to die. There is no honor in measuring success in terms of mass appeal or financial gains. I am returning to LivingVertical-full time until I cannot sustain it further. I have returned to the reason I started blogging and filming in 2011-to shake things up. To challenge the perception of chronic illness as weakness and to inspire interaction with the natural world around us a the means to win the battle for our minds. I don’t think my work will ever be a “good fit” with selling drugs or devices. I am fine with that. I’m done measuring success based on distracting people who don’t care. This may be the hill on which LivingVertical goes to die and while it may never be trending on Twitter, it will be honorable and true to the vision that inspired its origin.
I am thankful to have every one of you here-because you do care (or you wouldn’t have read this far!)-and you are the audience that I should have been serving all along. I am sorry for failing to see that over the last few years. I am lucky to have finally put my finger on what was missing in LivingVertical. Now let’s go rattle some cages and challenge the conventional wisdom, the marketing drivel and the stereotypes. There’s still work to be done around here.

LOVE THIS! No apology needed, we all have to try different paths in life until we settle on the one that fills our souls, but I’ve definitely been a more sporadic reader lately than when you started. I have 2 kids with T1D, now 13 and 11 years old, and you were someone I watched and shared with them as an example of how to live life large despite D always tagging along. As it happens, my 13-year old is a budding climber so you’re importance is that much more significant now and I’m happy to think he might be more inspired and engaged in your page as you regain your footing and turn this back into your dream. Welcome back!
Aw thank you Ruth! I really really appreciate hearing all of that. It helps getting feedback from readers who care because, well, I’m writing to you. I am excited to hear that your 13 year old is getting into climbing-please let me know if there is anything I can do to help encourage or facilitate that! It’s good to be back!
Thanks for that offer, Steve! I told Zephyr and he thought that was really cool but he’s fiercely independent so I’ll leave any communication to him. He’s only just had his first outdoor climb and loved it and the increased challenge vs indoor but still too new to really have questions yet. I also told him about this post and the shift you were making with LV and he seemed excited about that and hopefully will check you out more in the months to come. Being a long distance mentor for a Canadian kid may not be your goal but I assure you it’s greatly appreciated.
I’d say that being a long distance mentor is right in my wheelhouse! I look forward to whatever comes next! 🙂
So refreshing to read this at a time when I am struggling with the same conundrum. Our life views are similarly aligned, I too refuse to live a conventional life in spite of my T1 diagnosis 3 years ago. But I have recently struggled to wrap my head around just how im going to pull it off. I have sacrificed adventures to spend time studying marketing tactics and gaining twitter followers, in hopes that one day my blog will have enough traffic to make money off ads and sponsorship. This post has inspired me to get back to the roots of why I started blogging in the first place and to quit worrying about the numbers and the money and to just live life on my terms.
A quote from my favorite college professor comes to mind here, “Do what you love, you’ll find a way to eat.”
Thanks Stephen, looking forward to following your adventures!
Thanks Zach! It’s really hard to keep your head right when you’re doing this kind of thing as you clearly know. Ultimately tactics aren’t what make success-relationships and trust are. Seth Godin says: “nothing is for everyone” so rather than trying to find more customers for your products, find/create more products for your customers. It’s hard playing chicken with the prospect of failure-and now it’s harder with a family to support. But you will find a way to eat! 🙂 see you out there!
Ahh thanks so much for that great insight and perspective!
I just may see you guys out there! I’ll be heading out on a cross country road trip in October. Where will you guys be this Fall?
That’s a good question; no idea! Tentatively planning on the northeast, but that’s in pencil. I’ll keep you posted. Also, check out Seth Godins website and podcast. The guy is a genius!
I definitely will, thanks!