Niall Doherty

I feel uneasy, swimming in open water when I can’t see the bottom.

Been feeling tired and cranky lately.

Saw the tomb of Christopher Columbus today, at the cathedral in Sevilla.

Another coaching call.

How can you ruin the day of a privileged man, who can come to the mountain for a month just because he feels like it, and spend his time frolicking around in the snow between bouts of productivity?

You notice a lot more people just hanging out in these small towns.

I’m saying it’s fine to do things free for clients, but they should know you’re doing those things.

Back on track with an epic work day.

Looking at an attractions map of Tenerife.

I have five pairs of footwear, and it takes me a minute to remember where they all came from.

On my way back from training, did an hour of boxing today.

It’s easy enough to delete a shitty comment, or walk away from someone disrespectful.

What this peninsula lacks in internet and infrastructure and decent restaurants and toilet facilities, it makes up for with spectacular views.

Driving back from Cork, about midnight now and barely a car on the road, singing aloud to Muse and Frank Sinatra to stay awake.

Found a nice little place by a rocky beach with white umbrellas and a comfy love seat.

Last time I bought a laptop was four years back, when I was living in Bangkok.

One of the downsides of working for yourself: you have to make all the decisions.

It’s obvious to me which people have issues with alcohol by the way they respond to my non-drinking ways.

Worst day I’ve had in a while, sitting around the apartment, Netflix bingeing, eating shit.

Often while traveling you encounter other cultures handling things in different ways.

Published that video last night.

The Olympics are happening.

Got invited to an informal digital nomad meetup this eve.

I love New Orleans, but having lived in Amsterdam for the past year, I can’t help but compare the two towns, and NOLA doesn’t come out of that match-up looking good.

Went and did the tourist thing at Keukenhof, which was beautiful, all kinds of flowers I’d never seen before.

Coming up on a year since I moved to Amsterdam, gave up the vagabond lifestyle and settled in one place.

A friend asked what my goal is when out meeting women.

Another one of those days dreams are made of.

Decided to push the launch date back a week.

We used to look at month-old boxscores in the back of FIBA magazine.

Starting to devote bigger chunks of time to my most important work.

Woke up together and lazed the afternoon away, then apple pie in a cafe where Malcolm Gladwell happened to be.

First trip to Amsterdam-Noord, stepping off the free ferry alongside an ancient submarine and newlyweds posing beneath a bungee crane.

I’m luckier than most, been half my life since someone close to me died.

Running through De Pijp on my way to the park, and I’m a well-oiled machine.

Amsterdam has a character all its own, a city chock full of uniqueness.

Still lonely, longing for deeper chats and intimacy, but it’s easier knowing that I’ll be starting a new life soon, one which won’t involve faces and places changing quite so rapidly.

The perfect morning begins at 6:30 a.m., a spectacular sunrise on display as I head to the well-equipped gym for stretching and free weights, followed by a twenty-minute meditation session out on deck with an Atlantic breeze.

We’ve lost most of the awkwardness.

Internet down at the house so it’s a coffee shop work day.

Antigua is a little colonial town surrounded by volcanoes, full of cobbled streets and broken steeples.

I saw a shipwreck this afternoon, couldn’t quite reach it on a dive.

I don’t believe everything happens for a reason.

A twenty-minute trek, one river crossing, and 1,250 stone steps is all that separates breakfast from La Ciudad Perdida.

A 26-hour bus journey ahead.

Warren Buffett was once asked what superpower he’d like to have, and responded that he’d like the ability to read faster.

Something I’ve started doing with every book I read and documentary I watch, is asking myself afterwards, “What’s my biggest takeaway from that?

I’ve had a hundred walks like this.

Random samba party, neighborhood unknown, three hours later than expected but that seems to be the norm here.

We hit up a Mexican place for soup and the chat turns to reflection.