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Get Rich Quick: It’s too good to be true

After nearly ten months of work, I finally submitted a paper for review.  At the end of next week, I go to Rome to give a conference presentation on work I had started over a year and a half ago.  Research, like many things, takes a lot of time and effort to reach a milestone.  There are no shortcuts to accomplishment, no matter what some sleazy TV salesman will tell you.  People set out with dreams of instant gratification only to face the reality that only time and effort will provide them with reward.  Instead of foraging on, they give up.  In some cases, when faced with the prospect of immense effort for a small chance of success, others will just cheat.  Why is this?  What can be changed to provide motivation for long term efforts?

I recall a discussion in the locker room after cross country practice about a teammate I had never met.  I don’t recall his name, but this guy had graduated before I even got to college.  John, one of the well respected fifth year seniors said this guy wanted to go to NCAAs as part of the seven-man travel squad, but only “wanted to travel to the course, warm up with the team, and get a t-shirt.”  He did not want to actually run the race.  This guy never made the travel squad to NCAAs.  To him, and many others, it’s all about instant gratification without any of the work.  Running competitively isn’t like a movie where all the hard work is abstracted away and all that’s shown is the glorious win over the evil opponents.  To date, our team has qualified for every national meet since 1997, one of only five schools.   To do that takes considerable effort and years of training for hours every day.  You can’t just fast forward to the good parts.

The zeitgeist of today is marked by a lack of intrinsic motivation to undertake any long term efforts.  In Outliers, Malcolm Gladwell cites James Flynn’s work on how Asian students work harder and longer on problems than their American counterparts.  Given a tough math problem, most American students will work on it for only a short while before giving up.  This ethos carries over into other areas.  An article in the New York Times states that 95 percent of blogs are abandoned, many of which only have one post.  The torrents of traffic and commenters envisioned by these blog posters just doesn’t happen overnight.  They think blogging fame will come immediately, but it doesn’t.  It takes time to build a reader base.  More to the point, the blog also has to have content that people are willing to read.  I’ll be surprised if many people read this post or others like it concerning my opinions and everyday life, but most of my traffic comes from my software troubleshooting/debugging and knee microfracture posts.  Even in my little corner of the Internet, I have made gradual traffic gains over the months.  People just don’t swarm in overnight:

Monthly Blog TrafficApparently, the same is true for Twitter: most users either abandon their account after signing up or just make one post.  Again, the problem boils down to effort: few are willing to make the effort and post meaningful content at frequent intervals.  Followers just don’t appear because you signed up.  Like blogs, it isn’t just the frequency of posts, but the value of the content: I really don’t care what you ate for lunch today.  I especially don’t care that you got a front row seat at the Apple Developer’s Conference after waiting in line since 4 AM.  Most Twitter posts aren’t much better than spam.  To attract followers, the posts have to carry some value to those beyond a small circle of friends.

Everyone just wants the massive blog readership or the Twitter following, but couldn’t care less about the content required to generate such traffic.   Sometimes, when the desired outcome can’t be achieved with lackluster efforts, many try to lower the bar.  Currently, there’s an effort in Virginia Beach to relax the public school grading scale from 7 point to 10 point.  Parents think this will even the playing field with other school systems that have switched to a 10 point scale, but it’s really just lowering the standards.  Parents want their kid to get in to his or her college of choice and to do it by studying less.  Also along these lines, a state representive recently proposed that more in state students should be accepted to Virginia public universities because a constituent complained that the acceptance standards were too tough and he didn’t get in.  I’m guessing that this “constituent” was probably the representative’s kid.  What is the real secret to getting in to your college of choice?  It isn’t done by getting easier As or by pushing out extremely well qualified out of state students.  Work harder, and anything can happen.

It’s pretty bad that so many people give up when they realize some effort is involved.  It’s worse when people lower their standards of success when their current efforts are clearly lacking.  Believe it or not, there are even worse characters out there that will do anything to get instant gratification: cheaters.  Instead of working hard for ten months researching state-of-the-art, tweaking out a system design, implementing the design, testing the design against existing works, and finally writing and submitting a research paper, some people are willing to cheat.  A recent study reports that an astounding  2% of researchers fake their results.  In a similar instance, some colleges are willing to fudge the statistics to improve their rankings.  They play with class sizes and give peer institutions poor reviews to improve their standing.  Instead of improving the school in an honest way, taking the time to hire more and better qualified faculty, increasing employee pay, and attracting better students, Clemson faked its way up 16 places in U.S. News reviews.

What is the real solution to this lack of motivation?  How can more people motivate themselves to post regularly on their blog?  How can people stick with something and work hard enough to achieve just rewards?  Some slick researchers tried paying students for earning good grades.  This approach improved state test scores by nearly 40 percentage points.  Did money provide the motivation for these students to work harder and longer on their math problems and not give up?  Apparently.  Proponents of this system argue that the “real world” functions much in this way: perform better and get paid more.  But money can’t be added as an outcome in every scenario.  How many blogs or Twitter accounts are raking in the dough?  Almost zero, I would guess.  Instead, people need intrinsic motivation to produce results over the long term.  I don’t write this post because I envision piles of Internet surfers reading and commenting on this.  I do it because there’s satisfaction in organizing my thoughts and ideas and writing them down.  I don’t care that nobody else will read this, but if someone else finds it interesting, then more power to them.

Aside from writing these inane blog posts, it is intrinsic motivation that keeps me working on long research projects.  It’s what gets me up in the morning with the hope that I’ll be able to run normally again after knee surgery.  I run slow, go out every other day,  only go ten minutes, and feel terrible, but I know if I do it enough I’ll be able to run faster and longer.  By keeping at it and going one step at a time, things will get done.

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This weekend I…

… rode outside for the first time since the surgery.  This was a huge step forward and I had been waiting too long.

Over the past week or two I had been getting really restless.  The hour on the trainer every day gave me a workout, but the weather was starting to turn.  Spending nearly 95% of my time indoors over the past seven months was starting to really get to me.  As goes the quote from “Office Space,” “Human beings were not meant to sit in little cubicles staring at computer screens all day,” which was pretty much what I have been doing.  I would walk back and forth from the Computer Science office and that was about it in terms of getting outside.  Something was about to give.

It gave this weekend.  The Colonial Relays was this weekend, and on Friday I walked over from the office and watched some of the distance races.  The hour or so that I was out there had been the longest I’d been outside in quite a long time.  That night, I went back and talked to a few of my teammates and alumni that had come back to watch.  It was a great change of pace and was good to see everyone run.  I talked to a lot of people that I hadn’t talked to in months, some even longer than that.  A lot of people asked me when I would try running again, since the doctors have given me the okay to start.  I replied that I wasn’t sure, but it would be soon.  In talking to my old teammates, I had forgotten what I had left behind.  For quite awhile, I’ve been in my own really tiny world, working on my projects.

Until now, the only times I would be shocked back into reality was when I would be having a discussion with my adviser in the late afternoon.  We would be having a discussion on the whiteboard in his office and I would happen to glance out the window and see all my teammates run by in a blur.  It’s a real kick in the butt to see that and remember what I used to do.  In the world of computer science, the atmosphere is mellow, but determined.  In the world that I came from, it’s about getting on the track and suffering.  Unfortunately, in the context in which I live now, I don’t think anyone says, “I really dominated in that conference paper.”  You don’t sweat and breathe hard while thinking up and coding a slick algorithm.

On Saturday, I got up, ate breakfast and prepared to do what I had done since before Thanksgiving: get on the trainer and pound away for about an hour.  I would open the window, turn on the fan, and listen to music while I looked outside at the law students coming and going from the library.  But on Saturday, the sun was shining and it was getting warm.  I couldn’t take it any longer: it was time to go out.

It was about the best feeling I’ve ever had.  I was uncaged, released into the wild, my natural habitat.  I hauled it out past the state park at York River.  The weather said the wind was blowing 30 mph gusts from the west, but I didn’t notice a thing.  I powered up hills where over the summer I remember being exhausted and downshifting into the lowest gear.  I remember trying to upshift, only to look down and see there were no more gears to use.  A dog bolted out from its house and chased after me for nearly a quarter mile, but I kept it at bay.  I turned around right before the road ended at the river.  As I got closer to home, I never got tired.  I looped around campus and got to the track just in time to watch the 4×800.

Yesterday was the first day in months that I didn’t do any work before dinner.  I still did a little before I went to bed, so I couldn’t call it a complete day off.  I was outside at the meet all day and got a nasty sunburn.  I guess that happens when you don’t have a built up tolerance from running or biking outside every day.  I watched all the distance relays and hung out with everyone some more.  By the end of the day, I was exhausted.  On the bike, I’d gone 45 minutes over an hour, and despite feeling much easier than the trainer, was enough to make me not want to move for most of the afternoon.

Today I went out again, but took it easier.  I was definitely more tired today and felt more normal as compared with pre-surgery rides.

As for my knee, I was out of the saddle several times and really hammered up some hills without any real discomfort.  I might have felt something this afternoon walking around, but I can’t be sure.  I do know, that if my knee could handle what I did today and yesterday, I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to do at least some running.  Sometime soon, the same thing will happen with biking outdoors and I’ll just start running on a whim.  It won’t take much to push me over the edge.

I finally broke down and got a new bike.  For awhile, I’ve been worried that the rear cogs are so worn that someday I’ll go up a hill and the chain will just rip off.  I tried a few new bikes out at the bike shop, the first one being a Specialized aluminum frame.  It felt like my old one, nothing really special about it.  But, I tried a Giant TCR-0 with a carbon frame and it felt like a rocket.  It was an unused 2006 and I think I got a pretty good deal on it since equivalent new models of just about every manufacturer go for about $1000 more.  I’d been to bike shops quite a bit in the past few years and I don’t often see anything older or discounted.  It seems most owners keep a limited stock.  The components had been switched up and have a combination of Shimano Ultegra and 105.  I really don’t need the way high end components since I don’t care too much about saving some fraction of an ounce of weight.  As it is, the bike feels like a feather compared to the steel Bianchi.  Since my shoes and pedals were a mess, I went ahead and replaced those.  Hopefully I’ll be able to try out the bike before the weather crashes this week.

If I can bike or even run outside more often it will provide more of a balance to my life.  I really can’t just hole up and work all day — there’s got to be a balance to the equation.  The recent discussion about goofing off boosting productivity probably has some merit in it.  Biking or running isn’t really goofing off, but it provides the same release.

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A Frozen Wasteland

Cedar Falls, Iowa:

Month Mean Avg. Low Record Low
Oct 50°F 38°F 11°F
Nov 35°F 25°F -17°F
Dec 22°F 13°F -27°F

Whose idea was it to have all the national meets in some frozen hellhole? It was in Iowa three years ago, and Indiana last year. Indiana was bad enough — the guys who went to Iowa said they even had to put vaseline on their faces.

At least the weather here has been warm.

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