A couple weeks ago, I carved a pumpkin for the first time in like two decades (not to brag). I was initially going to carve a dick in it – everyone knows I’m a huge drawing-dicks-on-things guy – but as I began drawing a penis on Jack O., I had a thought: “Hey, what if for just one time in your life, you, of your own free will, drew something that isn’t male genitals?”
Then I thought better of it and just continued to draw a penis on a pumpkin because I mean come on it’s funny literally every time. But as I sat there – a grown man very sincerely sketching a cock and balls on a vegetable (fruit?) – I realized, you know, this sort of looks like my company’s logo. And by ‘my,’ I mean Peter Chernin’s.
And just like that, a challenge was born.
Draw a dick on a pumpkin with no plan or vision or even any real reason whatsoever, turn it into a Twitter contest. Marketing 101.
Let me start by saying thanks to everyone who participated. It takes a long-ass time to carve a pumpkin. The fact that a buzzed tweet on a Monday night resulted in literally hundreds of hours of cumulative time spent avoiding family and friends to carve the Labs/Action Network logos into a pumpkin…that’s special.
Now, let’s start with one of the pumpkins that did NOT win an annual subscription to FantasyLabs…
The FantasyLabs beakers take this masterpiece from @danielsavidge over the top. Now, clearly he can’t win this contest. We have a brand to uphold and I’m not going to hand out a year subscription for the wobbly H.
So let’s do three months instead. Congratulations, Daniel. You’re an inspiration to us all.
Here are some of the other works of art that just barely missed the cut.
Clearly a ton of effort put into every one of these that isn’t a pumpkin drawn in Paint with the word ‘titcoin’ written in it. For that effort, I’m giving away a free month to a bunch of you…
Can you imagine what these guys’ wives were thinking when they were sitting there watching their husbands do this?
“I’m not kidding Tina, we had dinner plans and he canceled to carve a donkey into a pumpkin. A fucking donkey! To win a subscription to a site that helps him spend our money on DraftKings…He’s already been sitting here for three hours and hasn’t even gotten to the torso. I’m not kidding Tina if he doesn’t win I’m thinking about leaving.”
That’s probably pretty accurate. I’m going to stop writing now. Again, thanks to everyone who was part of this challenge. As for my pumpkin, it’s held up quite well.
It’s no secret I like prop bets with friends—usually as a useful motivational tool, but sometimes as a good spot to make money, or even just for fun (since going through life without risking your hard-earned money on how much McDonald’s someone can eat in 36 hours isn’t a life I want to live).
BTW, I’m going to make some new workout prop bets soon since I’ve spent the last month traveling, drinking, and eating 12 meals a day, so get at me if you want to book something.
Frying Pan Tennis
The newest prop bet within my circle of degenerate friends is maybe my favorite. Sometime this weekend, Adam Levitan will be playing a tennis match against former tennis pro Stephen Bass. Bass played at Notre Dame and recently won some other high-stakes tennis matches in which he had to win every game. He’s a good friend of Peter’s and was part of his bachelor party at the Playboy Mansion.
The tennis match is straight up at even money, except Bass needs to play with a frying pan. This bet has been done before, but we came up with the idea to replicate it in Miami after Bass had just beaten a really good tennis player 6-0, 6-0 (multiple times). I asked Peter if he thought Bass could beat a normal “good” player with a frying pan. Believe it or not, most of the gamblers we talked to initially like Bass in this situation.
Here are the official rules:
Bass can select two frying pans, but cannot hit a tennis ball with either one until the day of the match.
He gets a normal warmup period and can select which frying pan he likes best.
Must be a standard frying pan
THERE ARE NO MORE RULES.
The bet will take place this weekend in Denver; I don’t know when, but I’m sure there will be a live stream of it. I honestly have no idea what will happen. Bass is an amazing athlete and won’t get tired, so it’s really just a matter of if he’s capable of hitting the ball with any sort of accuracy since it’s unlikely Levitan will be able to hit winners. Bass is also super sharp and will adjust appropriately to maximize his odds of winning.
On the flip side, the main thing Levitan has going in his favor is that his opponent will be playing with kitchenware.
A few months ago, I recapped the FantasyLabs company trip and my workout prop bets with CSURAM88 and Levitan. The post was so long that I kind of glossed over something that didn’t get enough attention, which was that the three of us paid FantasyLabs Editor-in-Chief Matthew Freedman $500 to talk to his wife in an accent.
Near the beginning of the year, I booked some workout prop bets with Peter Jennings and Adam Levitan. The reasoning was simple: to give us motivation to get in better shape. When your daily commute is from your bed to the living room – and many times not even that far – it makes sense to work toward the goal of not having a heart attack by age 35.
We didn’t have much time to get prepared for this – about six weeks – but decided to compete this past weekend since we’d all be in Florida for the annual FantasyLabs company trip. And what a trip it was. We went to Orlando. Why Orlando? Because apparently you can book mansions there for the same price as renting a studio in Manhattan.
We were initially planning a trip to Miami, but once you factor in the size of our team (16 people went to Florida) and the cost of hotels/houses, it was obvious this was actually one of the cheapest options available. Yeah, one of the cheapest options we could find had a movie theater, bowling alley, lazy river, and at least two kitchens I never even saw.
I’m really big on working remotely – no commute, fewer costs, etc. – but it’s important to get the team together every so often, and this was a good place to do it.
Outside of the workout props, other highlights included:
Winning $4,300 in my first attempt at NASCAR DFS (definitely 100% skill, no luck whatsoever)
Meeting a few of our employees for the first time and hanging out with the wily vets
Peter justifying getting into the pet industry by claiming “Dogs is up 30%”
Convincing (bribing) Freedman to talk to his wife with an accent for a full 10 minutes
The last one was an idea I had while at IHOP, which seemed like a natural place to go when you’re staying in a house with 20 pinball machines and an orange gym. On the flight home, I laid out the rules for the bet:
And Freedman delivered:
His name is matthew-freedman-6 on Venmo if you want to send your appreciation.
The Prop Bet Results
As far as the prop bets, the idea was a huge success. Even if I had lost every bet and a decent amount of money, it still would have been worth it. Both the money and the competition aspect of it were extremely motivating; all of us exercised very consistently – nearly every day – and worked harder than we ever would have without the bets. I didn’t want to lose money, but I really didn’t want to lose to Levitan and Peter. I can’t recommend enough how much of a proponent I am of using prop bets for motivation by giving yourself personal downside if you don’t work toward whatever goals you have and upside if you achieve them. Even since returning, I don’t have motivation to work out and won’t really push myself to do it until I create another challenge.
The fact that over 11,000 people watched that is both awesome and disturbing. If you told me I’d run 6:28 in the mile, I’d be broke right now because I would have bet every dollar I own on winning that race. Amazing job from Levitan. If it weren’t on Periscope, I would have just stopped a little over halfway through because I could tell it was over, but I didn’t want to disappoint all the fans who tuned in to see a nail-biter.
I had to go first in this event, which required the pullups to be from a complete hanging position and then all the way up with the chin above the bar. If you’ve ever done pullups, you might know the difference between a total lock-out and going 90% of the way down is substantial. I did only 15 (nearly 16) in training for this, so these results are what you’d call being a gamer. I actually didn’t know I’d win before the event, but I did know I was a lock once I got to about 15 and still felt pretty good.
Jumps (over bench, most in 2 minutes): Bales winner (95), Levitan 2nd (76)
Levitan went first in this, which was a big advantage for me. I tried to push myself at the end so we could get a realistic idea of the spread if we were to bet on it again. This exercise is sooo much harder than you might think. We had to jump off of two feet over the bench without touching it.
Bench Press: Peter winner (11 reps), Levitan 2nd (9 reps)
I was not able to compete in this because on the 10th day of training I partially tore my biceps tendon. I did 10 reps of 225 on the set before that injury. I actually couldn’t do pullups for a couple weeks, but I still trained for that by just holding myself up on the bar (from the highest possible position) and doing partial bent-over rows and other similar exercises.
Racquetball: Five stitches for Peter; Levitan and Bales big winners
I ended up winning two of my three events and would have been a mortal lock in the bench press.
Going in, my initial strategy was actually to lose weight. The reason for that is because lighter weight (assuming the same strength) would benefit me in everything except the bench press. Of all the events, I thought the bench press was going to be the most likely win for me and it really didn’t matter too much what I did there. Thus, if I could gain strength and lose, say, five pounds, it would help me in every other exercise.
Like I said, I tore my biceps tendon on the 10th day of the competition and had to drop out of the bench press. I was extremely incentivized to drop some weight at that point, so naturally I checked in around two pounds heavier than where I started. I think it just ended up being hard to not gain muscle from lifting weights for the first time in awhile, and I wasn’t going to force it.
The plan was to do all strength workouts until the Tuesday before the trip and all cardiovascular items up until Wednesday.
I thought I was a huge dog in this, which probably ended up being the case. On my first attempt at the mile, I had to stop. The first time I finished it in early January, it was somewhere around 9:30. That was outside and slightly up and down, but still – not good.
In terms of training, I ran a full mile only five times, I think. The way I trained for it was by instead doing sprints for as long as possible, stopping for a bit, then going again. Sprint. 30-second break. Sprint. 30-second break. And so on. The other thing I did was run up and down the stairs 50 times (up and down being one) as quickly as possible, which was my “light” training. My thinking was that I was probably so far behind that doing anything with moderate intensity wouldn’t be smart. I also wanted to improve my cardiovascular fitness more so than my muscular endurance, which was mostly fine, so I tried to really improve how long I could work at high intensity and still breathe properly.
Assuming I was an underdog heading into the race, my strategy was actually not to run as fast of a time as possible (which I was probably close to doing), but rather to get Levitan to run as slow of a mile as I could. I thought if I were near even in the final quarter-lap or so, I’d win.
To get him to run slower than he should, I figured I’d need to fuck up his pace. That was the reasoning behind firing out off the line; I wanted to get out to a lead and make him decide if he wanted to run at his pace or, preferably, try to keep up with me. He did the latter, which was good. I wanted him to think, “Oh shit, this is going to be more difficult than I thought,” and sort of freak out about how fast I was setting the pace. The first lap was around a five-minute pace – totally unsustainable.
Then my goal was to gradually slow down and hope that he’d do the same because of being more tired than he anticipated and just wanting a break. I really slowed down around the start of Lap 2. When he passed me, I died a little inside. I could tell by his form and breathing he was a huge favorite at this point. I was seriously struggling the second and third laps to keep pace. Since I set the pace so quickly, I had nothing left to give at the end. I tried sprinting full out for about three strides before my legs buckled; if I had kept going, I would have just fallen over.
Knowing his ability now, I should have let him set the pace. My only hope was to let him pick a pace that would be sustainable for me, too, and then blow by him at the end. However, without knowing he was capable of a 6:22, I actually think I did the right thing, sans perhaps going slightly too fast to start.
Nonetheless, dropping three minutes from my mile time in six weeks is a win. (Not really though since I lost the race, money, and pride.)
Like I said, I partially tore my biceps tendon (long head) while doing the bench press in training. That injury sounds really bad, but it didn’t really hurt too much and you don’t even fucking do anything for it; just ice and let it heal. The problem is you lose all strength in your shoulder, especially with any sort of pushing movement. Even shortly after the injury, I could still do certain things and had full range of motion, but I couldn’t do a pushup or hang all the way down on the pullup bar without pain, so I adapted the training to instead hold myself at the top for as long as possible. I also did bent-over rows and Superman extensions (idk what these are really called?). I could do full pullups again around two weeks before heading to Florida, so I went absolutely nuts training for this at that point. I mostly used an overhand grip because that’s what we did in the competition, but I occasionally worked in neutral and underhand (much easier).
With every exercise, I experimented with different approaches and tracked the results. With pullups, you can pull yourself up more with your mid-back (sort of leaning back), your arms, your delts, etc. I found the most success just going straight up and down, primarily because we had to put our chins above the bar, but also because that allowed for the best rhythm and no rocking. My rhythm during the actual event was perfect.
I started at nine pullups and had to beat Levitan by seven and Peter by six. No idea how I got 25. I tried it again this morning and got 17. This is another reason I’m really high on competition versus goal-setting as a means of improving. If I had faced a challenge of increasing my pullups from nine to 25 in six weeks, I would have assumed that’s not possible and I wouldn’t even do it. If it were just me competing against myself to reach 15 reps, let’s say, I also never would have been able to get to 25. Competing without knowing the status of the opponents was really the only way to push myself to a near-optimal level.
I made up this exercise, which I thought would be a really nice combination of leg strength and endurance. Go ahead and try to jump over a bench for two minutes straight. I got 51 in my first attempt.
I tested a lot of different styles with this: starting as fast as possible, pacing myself, double-jumps, jumping from different angles, taking five-second breaks at different intervals, etc.
I basically found that it didn’t really matter all that much what I did. Since I started not being able to jump for two straight minutes, I would always be around the high-50s no matter what I did.
Like the mile, though, my strategy was to start fast while training – not 100%, but close – and gradually extend how long I could maintain that high speed. That worked really well, and I jumped non-stop during the actual competition. Levitan came out FIRING with like 45 jumps in the first 45 seconds or something insane, but then he died. Every time he stopped for a few seconds, I got so happy. Not that I wasn’t rooting for my friend, but I wanted him to lose so bad and for it to crush him mentally and send him into a downward spiral so bad it’d take months or even years from which to recover. That’s a joke, but I definitely had to win this. I hadn’t beaten his 76 jumps at all while training, but my max was 74 while training, so I figured I could get there with everything on the line.
By the way, one thing that’s interesting is how little we actually push ourselves compared to what we can really do. I truly tried as hard as I could to do these jumps and couldn’t get more than 74, yet got 95 in Florida and maybe could have been above 100 if necessary. The difference in how my muscles felt was so extreme; after all three exercises, I felt like I had done an entire workout. It really reinforced the idea that if you want unbelievable results, you should create incentives you know will entice you to do things you’d otherwise be physically and mentally incapable of doing.
This was a lock. In hindsight, my only goal should have been “don’t get injured.” I was training with 235 pounds instead of 225. I was fully warmed up when the injury occurred, so I’m not really sure what I could do differently here. I do think there’s maybe some merit in using dumbbells over a barbell as it relates to injury prevention, but not for this competition.
Levitan and I joined a gym that has racquetball courts here in Philly, so we were able to play a bunch and will continue to do that in the future. I’d say the biggest improvements I made didn’t come in playing, but just in watching YouTube videos of guys like Rocky Carson (we have Rocky Carson racquets now, nbd). It really sped up the learning curve to figure out where pros serve, for example. Obviously that will change as I’m comfortable knowing where I should hit each shot.
Ate a Dunkin’ sausage, egg & cheese on a croissant the morning of the mile. Read: no change to diet.
***This is an update to a prior post (below) in which I offered an open workout prop bet so I could find motivation to move more than a few dozen feet per day. My buddies Adam Levitan and Peter Jennings were interested in doing the same, so we booked a few bets that we’ll test the weekend of February 17th (the NBA All-Star Break when the entire FantasyLabs crew will be in Florida for a company trip).
All three of us will be competing against each other in the bench press, pullups, and racquetball. I have additional bets with Levitan in a mile run and my brilliant idea of seeing who can jump laterally over a bench as many times as possible in two minutes (hard as shit, immediate regret upon actually trying this).
We are going to go into the mile run, jumps, and racquetball “blind,” so to speak, meaning there isn’t any sort of spread or moneyline. We tested the pullups and bench press and adjusted accordingly. Just for the sake of transparency, Levitan and I did this testing together and Peter filmed his and sent it to us. I will rep 225 lbs, Peter 185 lbs, and Levitan 125 lbs (roughly what we could do for six reps). For pullups, I am -7 versus Levitan and -6 versus Peter (Peter is -1 versus Adam). I originally did nine pullups (wide grip from a total hanging position up to chin above the bar), so if Levitan gets 5 reps, for example, then I’d need to do 13 to beat him.
Given that we’re competing so soon, there’s a decent chance I legitimately won’t improve on anything and just lose all my money. Levitan got a trainer for Christ’s sake. Nonetheless, I need more motivation to work out hard, so I am going to put up more money on myself vs Peter and Levitan for anyone who wants to bet against me. It might be totally free money; I have no idea.
Feel free to message me through here or on Twitter if you want to take part in this bet, have a revised version you’d like to offer, or want to create a prop bet of your own to motivate yourself to do something you’ve been putting off.
A few weeks ago when I was in NYC for the DraftKings Fantasy Football Championship, Saahil Sud and I made a fun prop bet with poker player Joe Ingram.
This might sound really difficult, but 40,000 words is very short for a book—it’s more like a very long essay—and I personally know it can be done because I write my books in a pretty short amount of time (usually around 14 days or so).
The terms of the bet are that Joey must publish and promote a 40,000-word book by the end of January, and that’s basically it. One of the reasons I booked the bet is because I know he takes a ton of pride in his work and he’s not going to publish something shitty just to get it out there. Another reason is the holidays are an obvious hurdle. We were also drinking wine and it probably sounded a lot more fun to him at the time.
The main reason I made the bet, though, is because I actually want Joey to write the book. Is he going to make a lot of money in book royalties if he publishes it? Doubtful, but books are such awesome marketing tools and it’s also just cool to publish a book.
Prop bets can act as really useful motivational—whether it’s due to the money or just pride in winning a bet—and so they can turn into win/win situations. If Joey works hard to write the book and comes up short, he’ll still probably be happy; if you were to ask him if he’d pay the amount we bet to have 50% of a book completed by January 31, for example, he’d probably say yes.
For this reason, betting can be a really pragmatic way to motivate yourself to do shit you don’t normally want to do, like working out, eating healthy, or leaving the house, ever.
I used to work out a lot—I think exercising is incredibly important for overall mental health—but I have either stopped completely or gone through periods of half-assing it for a long time now. I convinced myself it was because of work and I didn’t have the time, but that’s sort of shit because you always have time to do things you want to do. If you don’t do it, then you just don’t want to do it enough; when you’re truly passionate about something, you just make it happen no matter what.