Confronting Imposter Syndrome: Who the heck am I to create such a blog?

Introductions should of course come at some point right? So, what better time than now.

I’m Jonny Yonks; a proud Michigan native with strong opinions on the Midwest and the way that people from the Midwest are viewed. I am an average but avid cyclist who favors long rides that become overnighters, a lover of mystery-thriller novels, Dog-Dad, non-shaming vegan, budding homesteader, and lawyer living in Marquette, Michigan. I co-own a boutique law firm and my wife owns Michigan’s first and only mobile bookstore.

More often than not you will see one of two very drastic sides if you run into me in person.

Shirt/tie/slacks guy exists during normal business hours on the weekdays. He is pleasant, polite, professional, and focused on helping others navigate difficult age-related legal issues with their families. He’s a pretty good dude.

The other me is the an amalgamation of the non-economically viable endeavors that bring me joy. This often feral creature is best observed mid-descent (either on a gravel bomber or a shade-dappled dreamy berm), or creeping through the woods looking for trout or mushrooms. This version can also be found in the greenhouse or sauna around home poking around and listening to true crime or economics podcasts.

Why then would I take the time to write in this blog? Don’t I have enough things begging for my time? In short, this blog has been a passion project in my head for a long time. I say in my head because as you can see, not much of the mental energy spent thinking about writing or blogging has made its way to press on this site… The reason for this rests firmly in imposter syndrome (I don’t necessarily have any wirting credentials) and a perceived requirement that the things that I put out must be perfect. In fact, they don’t really matter. I want to be a creative so badly that I am paralyzed from actually creating anything and sending it into the world. I haven’t always thought that I have something worth saying. Well, no more.

My “why” is simply because. I recently read Rick Rubin’s book: The Creative Act: a way of being. In this wonderful work, the famous record producer shares his thoughts on creativity and what it means to be creative. One of the most captivating passages was about the ‘why’ of creating. In essence he said you don’t alwyas need to play to win. Most of the time we should be playing to play. This has inspired me to finally play to play. So I am going to use this as a place to work things out. I am going to slowly draw down on social media and spend more time here creating or sharing things that I have created in the real world.

It’s going to be weird sometimes and that is ok. This will be a place for others to see the world from my angle and I hope that you follow along.

Will the posting be regular? I don’t know, it will probably be sporadic.

-J

Dirtbag Yuppie?

So you have a decent job that requires you to dress up most days but deep down you really want to just shred gnar, drink camp coffee, and turn your hatchback into a fish car during your downtime. Boy oh boy do I have an offer for you. It’s called being a Dirtbag Yuppie.

DIRTBAG YUPPIE:

Noun. Individual who holds down a decent job while also devoting much of their energy and passion to outdoor pursuits. Usually seen: leaving the office in bike shorts; at trailheads with a fully loaded adventure wagon; or suddenly “coming down with something” the afternoon before a big snow storm. 

Dirtbag: A person who is committed to a given (usually extreme) lifestyle to the point of abandoning employment and other societal norms in order to pursue said lifestyle.  Dirtbags seek to spend all of their moments pursuing their lifestyle.

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Yuppie: Acronym for Young Urban Professional. Group whose culture blends the hippie/counterculture values of the 60s and the materialistic monetary-based values of the 80s. Usually congregate in nice coffee shops, co-ops, Whole Foods, Trader Joe’s, and a wide variety of handmade or small-batch boutiques. Includes both moderate Liberals, and moderate Conservatives, although both the far left and the far right enjoy dissing them.


I have always felt a little conflicted: I love what I do for a living and the financial rewards that it brings, but I do not have the same value system as most people in my position. On paper I am a bit of a yuppie. (This is a title that I have struggled with more than once). However, I don’t want fancy things for the sake of showing them off to other people, nor do I go out to dinner just to be seen, and I never start off a conversation by asking someone where they work. I prefer to live a simple life focused on my passions; those activities and causes that light my fire and give me purpose and which my profession allows me to comfortably pursue. I’m not a big fan of having stuff just for the sake of having stuff. The exception to that statement of course are the implements that further my passions: bikes, fly rods, tents, kayaks… I LIVE for adventure, nature, and experiences that enrich me as a person and I follow those passions every chance that I get. So to that, I am also a bit of a dirtbag. Whenever I am looking for the answer to a big question I take to my bike.

While out spinning my wheels last year I came to a conclusion: embrace the yuppie-ness but, do it in such a way that in amplifies your ability to dirtbag it up. In short, you can have a great fulfilling career and nice things but don’t let that change who you really are. Wear the suit from 9-5 then change into your cycling kit or Baggies and let loose.

Take alternative transportation to work.

Now, I do not live out of my van and scrounge for dollars to score whatever is hot and full of calories at the nearest convenience store while on multi-week climbing or biking excursions so many people will not agree with the dirtbag moniker. However, I always have at least one fly rod in my vehicle, tote my bike or skis around to every work trip, and take frequent long weekends spent solely playing in the outdoors. Doing so allows me to recharge so that when I head back to my office I can be the best version of myself for my clients.

In short: be a yuppie: plan for retirement and have nice things. But live like there is no tomorrow.

Don’t waste your life chasing things that don’t really matter. Take more powder days; shred more trail; leave the office when the surf is up.

-J