Habit: Repeat it 1,000 Times

Ten years ago, I was a proud member of “Team Whatever.” I lived like a B-list actor, holding a script for my own life that someone else had written, just playing the part without a second thought. I believed everything was predestined—nothing could change. Morning at the office, evening on the couch, watching my salary crawl up by a few percent each year. I accepted it all and called it “destiny.”

Then, I stumbled upon a line in The Power of Habit that really caught me off guard: “Sow a thought, reap an action; sow an action, reap a habit; sow a habit, reap a character; sow a character, reap a destiny.” That logic shattered my old, dusty belief in “fate.” It turns out destiny isn’t some gift dropped from the sky; it’s the final product of a assembly line that starts with the tiny things we do every single day. If life is a ship, habits are the rudder. And I realized I’d been letting that rudder drift wherever the waves felt like taking me.

When a Rusty Machine Needs a “Heavy-Duty” Overhaul

The book says you only need 21 days to form a habit. Sounds nice, but honestly, that feels like advice for a new app on your phone. For a human “machine” as rusty, sluggish, and misaligned as I was after decades of neglect, 21 days is barely enough time to dust off the spark plugs.

I knew that to rewrite a glitchy, outdated operating system, I needed something crazier, something more stubborn. That’s why I chose the number 1,000.

1,000 isn’t just a random digit; it’s a bold statement to the brain: “Watch this, I’m a different person now.” When you do something for the 1,000th time, it’s no longer an effort—it becomes an instinct, like breathing. And so, I began “redesigning my life” using the math of a thousand repetitions.

The Loops of Freedom

I started with a pair of running shoes. 1,000km a year sounds like a trek, but after hitting 7,000km over six years, I finally understood: I don’t run to reach a finish line. I run in the quiet chill of the early morning, pushing through the muscle cramps of the final kilometers, just to build the resilience of a stoic mind. That feeling of sitting on the pavement, cracking open a cold beer after a long haul—it’s pure bliss. It’s an enjoyment I “bought” with discipline, not a guilty indulgence.

That discipline bled into how I handle money too. I set a goal to sit down and write 1,000 lines of investment logs to see if I could actually learn anything. Three years later, I’ve logged over 14,000 lines. The result? It’s not just the green and red numbers on a screen; it’s how I’ve tamed the “emotion monster” inside. Now, when the price charts go wild, I stay as chill as if I were looking at an ex. After thousands of notes, I finally believe that wealth comes from the passion to study and learn from the vast ocean of investment knowledge.

The same goes for learning Korean or reading books. I don’t study for certificates; I study to unlock new doors of freedom. 1,000 days of Korean on Duolingo meant I could stand in the middle of Seoul, ask for directions, and order food like a local. It gave me a depth of experience that my trips to Japan or Taiwan never had. As for reading, I’m on a journey to read 1,000 books. It’s become a pretty fun hobby. I’ve only made it through 200 so far—still a long way to 1,000—but it’s sparked a journey I can’t stop. If people call me a “book addict,” I’ll take that title happily. I’ve even set a goal to give away 1,000 books; I’m nearly at 200, one week at a time. There’s a Jewish proverb that hits the nail on the head: “The beautiful thing about learning is nobody can take it away from you.”

Play the Game and Smile at the Unknown

The “1,000 list” is still long. I plan to cycle 6,000km across Vietnam. I want to visit 1,000 of the most beautiful spots in the world—places where you can just stand still, look into the distance, and feel your own breath. It’s about understanding what Osho meant in his book Happiness: “Happiness is not something to be sought; it is the fragrance of existence.”

I’m also writing 1,000 articles for ahaalife.com, posting every week to share the mistakes I’ve made so you don’t have to. I just want to offer my small observations in the hope of giving you a new perspective—maybe even a few raw materials for your own journey of designing an interesting life.

People ask me: “Are you sure you’ll finish that list of 1,000?” My answer is always: “I have no idea, and honestly, I don’t care.” Life is impermanent. I could be running this morning and leaving the planet this afternoon. But the beauty of the “Road to 1,000” is the incredible peace it gives me while I’m doing it. My days are “busy” in a strange way—it’s the business of enjoyment, of knowing I’m heading in the right direction.

I’m no longer afraid of things I haven’t finished; I’m only afraid of things I haven’t dared to start. Ten years ago, I heard something that changed my life forever: “Years from now, you will regret the things you didn’t do more than the ones you did.”

So, I’m not writing this to brag about what I’ve done. I’m writing to invite you to play a new game: The Game of Discipline. Don’t wait for destiny to knock on your door—build it yourself. Pick one thing, and do it 1,000 times. Even if you don’t find “success,” you’ll find a better version of yourself—the coolest version you’ve ever met.

Just go for it. It’s pretty cool, trust me.

Ahaalife – Discipline for Freedom.