Steve Glickman
👤 PersonAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
I'm nervous, and part of me wants to walk out of that gym and go back into hiding for the rest of winter. But I know that won't solve anything. I know I have to get out there and live in the world, meet people and take risks, even if I don't feel like it. That's what all the self-help books say. And so...
I'm nervous, and part of me wants to walk out of that gym and go back into hiding for the rest of winter. But I know that won't solve anything. I know I have to get out there and live in the world, meet people and take risks, even if I don't feel like it. That's what all the self-help books say. And so...
I'm nervous, and part of me wants to walk out of that gym and go back into hiding for the rest of winter. But I know that won't solve anything. I know I have to get out there and live in the world, meet people and take risks, even if I don't feel like it. That's what all the self-help books say. And so...
I walk up to Dreamboat George with a smile on my face, and he smiles right back, and he says, so how was Puerto Vallarta? I say, muy bueno. The weather was perfect, the beaches were fantastic, and oh, the food, so mucho delicioso. And as I'm talking, I'm thinking, is he buying this bullshit? I study his face for signs of doubt, and I can't really be sure, but I think he might be.
I walk up to Dreamboat George with a smile on my face, and he smiles right back, and he says, so how was Puerto Vallarta? I say, muy bueno. The weather was perfect, the beaches were fantastic, and oh, the food, so mucho delicioso. And as I'm talking, I'm thinking, is he buying this bullshit? I study his face for signs of doubt, and I can't really be sure, but I think he might be.
I walk up to Dreamboat George with a smile on my face, and he smiles right back, and he says, so how was Puerto Vallarta? I say, muy bueno. The weather was perfect, the beaches were fantastic, and oh, the food, so mucho delicioso. And as I'm talking, I'm thinking, is he buying this bullshit? I study his face for signs of doubt, and I can't really be sure, but I think he might be.
My other teammates gather around, and I tell them the same story, and every time I tell it, I get more confident, and I add more details, like a snorkeling trip and a sunset cruise. Suddenly, I realize I'm actually pretty good at this. Dreamboat George says, I'm so jealous, which are the words I long to hear. I simply smile and nod. I sat on this secret for 11 years.
My other teammates gather around, and I tell them the same story, and every time I tell it, I get more confident, and I add more details, like a snorkeling trip and a sunset cruise. Suddenly, I realize I'm actually pretty good at this. Dreamboat George says, I'm so jealous, which are the words I long to hear. I simply smile and nod. I sat on this secret for 11 years.
My other teammates gather around, and I tell them the same story, and every time I tell it, I get more confident, and I add more details, like a snorkeling trip and a sunset cruise. Suddenly, I realize I'm actually pretty good at this. Dreamboat George says, I'm so jealous, which are the words I long to hear. I simply smile and nod. I sat on this secret for 11 years.
Over time, I got my confidence back, I got a new boyfriend, and we've traveled a bit, but never to Puerto Vallarta because I don't like to repeat. So last December, I was cleaning out my bedroom closet, and I reach in and I pull out a ratty old jacket. And just as I'm throwing it in the trash, I feel something hard in the breast pocket. So I reach in and I pull out my fucking passport.
Over time, I got my confidence back, I got a new boyfriend, and we've traveled a bit, but never to Puerto Vallarta because I don't like to repeat. So last December, I was cleaning out my bedroom closet, and I reach in and I pull out a ratty old jacket. And just as I'm throwing it in the trash, I feel something hard in the breast pocket. So I reach in and I pull out my fucking passport.
Over time, I got my confidence back, I got a new boyfriend, and we've traveled a bit, but never to Puerto Vallarta because I don't like to repeat. So last December, I was cleaning out my bedroom closet, and I reach in and I pull out a ratty old jacket. And just as I'm throwing it in the trash, I feel something hard in the breast pocket. So I reach in and I pull out my fucking passport.