Write it.
Shrug. “Fuck it.”
Post.
No other steps.
I had a revelation just days ago.
I feel better having a million mini sessions every day.
I like, not just training, but how I feel from training.
At the very least I get a momentary respite from inner pain, while on the opposing end of the spectrum I go back to the 5 year old HIGH ENERGY, OUTGOING, ZERO INHIBITIONS version of me.
The natural state of Man!
Do whatever amount of burpees gets you there ; they will get you there.
Training always ends up a mental positive with the physical benefits as a bonus.
You keep training, and you keep racking up gains, but the gym – whether it’s a boxing gym, wrestling room, a barbell in a garage/basement/shed/yard, a commercial gym membership, lunges & pullups at the park, or pushups in the kitchen the benefit is it’s mentally saving a young man.
THE BENEFIT IS IT’S MENTALLY SAVING A YOUNG MAN!
My writing’s word count has gone up. I’m posting more.
I realized – the world, how I feel interacting with it, is my choice in my mind.
My choice. My mind. My control.
To act otherwise is a bald faced lie, and to choose weakness.
A man is as strong as he choose be.
That clarified.
Persistence & Tenacity