Ryan Moran

We interrupt our regular programming to take a short tour of my new condo in Cleveland, OH. Who said that there were no awesome shores in Ohio? (Forgive the bad haircut – I cut it yesterday, and it’s not my best work.)

The story of my decision to move back to my roots is below the video.

For the last four years, I’ve lived in Marion, IN – three of them to go to college, and the fourth to hang out and be young. When my friends graduated and moved on with life, it was time to make the decision about where to spend the next few years.

As an indecisive person by nature, I considered San Diego, Austin TX, New York, The Cayman Islands, Indianapolis, Fort Myers, FL, and on and on and on. Then in February, I started hitting a personal wall. Being away from my roots started becoming very draining – being away from people that you love is only fun for so long. It was a hard lesson to learn, and it’s clear that family only becomes more important as you get older.

Ultimately, I made the decision to get a condo back near my roots in Cleveland, OH. Needing something entertaining outside, I chose to live on the lake near downtown. The result was a spectacular view, unbelievable breezes, the ability to work on the roof and get lots of sun, and close proximity to the Cleveland Indians. My family happens to be nearby, as well.

It’s just been a few weeks, but it’s already been incredibly rewarding – one of my best friends decided to move in, and I don’t have to say, “I’ll see you in a few months,” to my family anymore.

I’m regularly asked why I don’t splurge and move someplace fancy… it’s just not in my nature. Maybe I don’t need those things. When I earn my money, I want to keep it. Sure, a place in San Diego would be awesome, but I can hop on a plane any time and go there – and I frequently do. So for the next few years, while I continue to travel the world and soak up all that it has to offer, I’ve chosen to set up my pad around people that I love.

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As I looked up at the fifty-foot tower that I was set to climb and then jump off, I wondered how this had anything to do with marketing. The task was simple: climb the tower, balance yourself on the platform with your partner, and then attempt to catch a bar positioned a few feet out in front of you. This required jumping off the platform and trusting your harness to keep you from falling to serious injury.

I'm On The Left... Overanalyzing

Heights never really bothered me much – jumping from heights, on the other hand, was never my thing. Jumping into swimming pools and lakes, jumping out of planes, jumping on the bed – all these made me nervous. Standing on heights was no problem – jumping was another story. In fact, my first day of swimming lessons in elementary school was marked by the fear of having to jump off the diving board – I remember it like it was yesterday. I had tried to talk my way out of it to the instructors, because I was so afraid to jump into the water. Similarly, the idea of jumping off this very slender tower that was barely wide enough to one of us was not my idea of a good time.

It was the first full day of Journey Of The Online Entrepreneur, a five day conference put on by Nitro Marketing in Dallas, TX, and the whole thing seemed awfully hokey to me – we had “journey names,” (my journey name was “One”) mandatory silence for three hours each day (I never once cooperated), and 7:00 AM yoga every day (I literally fell asleep during “relaxation time”). For the first thirty-six hours of the event, I was in a terrible mood – this wasn’t my comfort zone or even my idea of fun.

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