There's a parable I've always loved. Two brothers grew up under the same roof, raised by the same father — a man broken by alcohol. The nights were loud. The house was full of tension. The boys learned to walk quietly around their father's moods. They grew up in the same rooms, breathing the same air, watching the same chaos unfold.
But when they became men, their lives could not have been more different.
One brother grew up angry. He turned to the same bottle that took his father's peace. He repeated the same mistakes, and when people asked him why his life had turned out the way it did, he said, "Because my father was an alcoholic."
The other brother grew up determined to be different. He stayed away from alcohol, built a steady home, treated his wife and children with care. When asked the same question, he also said, "Because my father was an alcoholic."
Same starting point. Same explanation. Two completely different lives.
We don't get to choose the circumstances we're born into, but we always get to choose what they mean. That's agency — the quiet, steady power to decide what story you'll tell about your life. One brother saw his father's failure as a fate. The other saw it as a warning. The difference wasn't luck. It was choice.
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It's easy to surrender your agency to external forces — to the economy, to your upbringing, to "the system," to how you feel that morning. There's a quiet comfort in believing your circumstances are responsible for your condition. But comfort is not the same as freedom.
People say, "I can't help it, that's just how I am." The truth is, that's not how you are — that's just who you've decided to remain.
The moments that shaped me most were rarely the big decisions. They were the small ones. The daily acts of resistance. Waking up before dawn to train when the world was still asleep. Finishing a run in the rain when every part of me wanted to stop. Keeping a promise to myself that no one else would know if I broke. Each of those was a quiet vote for the kind of person I wanted to become. Over time those votes added up.
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They say self-esteem is the reputation you have with yourself. I've found it to be true. You can't lie to yourself about who you are — your body knows, your spirit knows. Every time you say you'll do something and then actually do it, you build trust with yourself. Every time you make an excuse, you erode it.
That's why agency is so powerful — it's not just about outcomes, it's about identity.
You'll hear a lot of people say, "I can't lose weight because of my metabolism." "I can't focus because of my environment." "I can't start this project until the timing feels right." On the surface these sound reasonable. What they actually mean is: I'm letting something outside of me dictate who I am inside.
The world will always offer you an excuse. The weather will be bad. People will disappoint you. Luck will fail you. There will always be reasons to wait, to postpone, to stay in bed. Agency is what lets you say, "I'll do it anyway."
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When you look for friends, seek out the high-agency ones. The people who, if you were stranded in a foreign country or locked in some third-world jail, would find a way to get you out. Legally or not. The ones who refuse to accept "impossible."
And avoid the people who always have a reason but never have a result. The ones who build invisible cages out of their own excuses. You can't build a great life surrounded by people who have surrendered theirs.
Being high-agency doesn't mean pretending the world is fair. It means taking ownership in spite of it. Even if the odds are against me. Even if the system is broken. Even if I was handed a difficult start. I will still find a way.
People love to talk about luck, timing, opportunity. The truth is, luck favors motion. The people who move, who try, who keep showing up — those are the ones the world meets halfway.
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Naval once said that if he were reborn into a hundred different universes, he'd want to know that in ninety-nine of them, he'd still succeed. That's what it means to build yourself into someone who can handle anything life throws at you.
Don't waste your life trying to predict what will happen. Invest it in becoming someone who can thrive regardless of what happens.
The moment you stop waiting for life to be fair, you start to live freely. You stop expecting the path to be smooth and start focusing on how strong your legs can become.
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Marcus Aurelius wrote in Meditations, Book 5, about mornings when the cold tempted him to stay under the blankets:
At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: I have to go to work — as a human being. What do I have to complain of, if I am going to do what I was born for? Or is this what I was created for? To huddle under the blankets and stay warm? "But it's nicer here…" So you were born to feel nice? Instead of doing things and experiencing them? Do you not see the plants, the birds, the ants, spiders, and bees all doing their own work, putting the world in order as best they can? And you will not do your own work — you will not run to do what your nature demands?
That has always stayed with me. Because so often the choice that changes everything is small. Whether you throw off the covers. Whether you step out into the cold. Whether you do the thing you said you would do, even when it's uncomfortable.
That's how you build a life worth respecting — not through grand gestures, but through thousands of small acts of discipline that accumulate quietly into strength.
So throw off the covers. Step into the cold. And begin again.