What You Get Wrong about Performance Under Pressure

A candid glimpse at the object of my obsession on my wrist. Source: author

“I should be drunk right now,” I thought. The notification spelled it out loud and clear. Four hundred US dollars. Mine. Cash in my account. Ripe for spending. And the best part? I made it without lifting a finger. In fact, it happened while I was at the gym. I guess I wasn’t just making gains — I was also making bank.