Not ashamed to be the worst and most infrequent blogger of all time. Life happens. My biggest problem is that deep down inside I don't like to brag or boast about things. My little accomplishments or things that I do well, eh, I tend to like to keep them to myself. People that know me would laugh at that because they see how much I like to make people laugh and how I'll puff my chest up and antagonize people. Guilty, guilty and guilty again. If I'm guilty of anything, it's that I like to make people laugh or I like to make them think. If I can ramble on about something and that makes someone think about their problem a bit differently, and it helps them, well that's time well spent. Otherwise, I don't care to talk much about myself-of at all, if I can help it.
But, when there's an audience...oh man it there's a microphone...I just can't help myself!
It's the ultimate dichotomy; I'm an introvert and an entertainer. I live and dream about being on the stage, any stage, every day, but when I'm left to my own devices I fade away happily into the background. At my core, I hate the wave of Insta-famous "influencers" who offer nothing except a spectacle that draws attention and they get paid in advertising. I try to avoid it as much as possible. I'm not foolish though, everyone has something to sell, but I think there's a difference in selling hope and selling snake oil.
No, this preworkout won't get you huge in a year, much less overnight, but if seeing a picture of a bodybuilder next to it motivates you to go lift harder tomorrow then I suggest you hang that picture on the wall! Motivation is fleeting these days as the world gets faster, less nice and more connected so if you find it somewhere, you take it. However, don't let yourself get a neck ache flipping through social media accounts praying that the universe will put it right in front of you: that's not how it works! Most people do things because they crave validation more than results, and if that's you then I think it's a lot easier to win fans on social media than it is to deadlift 1,000 pounds. Be honest about what you want and you'll be happier.
And make no mistake friends, everything in life is about being happier. Anyone who tells you that happiness isn't the goal is wrong. Plain and simple.
So where am I? I don't know. In a weird place. All week I've been eating salad and avoiding Facebook and let me tell you what, it's made me happy. It's not about the kind of spinach I bought or preaching about how evil these big companies are, it's about being honest with who I am. I hate talking to people and I need more fiber! Simple, simple things that I need to feel better and operate on a higher level but I had to force myself to do it. Why? The simple sad state of modern man; we aren't in control of who we are, we only operate the controls. I challenged myself over this next year to be in control of myself and remain so, no matter what happens. I will endeavor to live every day being aware and in control of who I am and what I am doing. Nothing happens by accident and no time gets wasted-life is too short!
I'm going to worry less about anything that isn't in or on my person and that which does not concern me, shall not concern me and I will be much happier that way. Sounds ridiculous doesn't it? That we have to make a concerted effort to be happy and do things that are good for us? It is, but it's a symptom of society now and I'm glad to be in control now that to be completely swallowed up by it.
So far this year I've dropped about 20 pounds, about 45 since the beginning of 2018. Not bad at all. However, most it occurred by just going through the motions, how much more could I have lost if I had been doing it with purpose? And that's where I find myself now. Outside of the numbers and the workout plans and all of the things that go into doing anything worth doing, I remind myself that I must want to do it, and I must endeavor to do it on purpose. If I meet these two conditions, I will have great success...and so will you.
Do it with purpose, or not at all.
Deep down I'd love to say that I'm training to come back for one more run in pro wrestling and drop enough weight to do a bodybuilding show. The two dreams of mine that always lingers at the forefront of my daydreams. Dreams are tricky because the minute they become thoughts, is the minute you begin telling yourself why they can't happen. That's why your dreams have to remain dreams, and you just have to do the work. You have to grind and push through because dissecting your dreams is like trying to analyze why you love your child or why flowers look beautiful; it destroys it. Once a dream becomes a plan on a sheet of paper you have to then treat it differently because now it's a goal, and goals can be achieved one by one. You have to toe the line between keeping your head in the clouds and wishing for more and writing down your plan of attack step by step and executing it.
Yes, you must do things on purpose, but you can't let your execution ruin your ambition. You can't let the facts and figures disrupt that fantasy playing out in the theater of the mind. Keep your dreams safe and keep them rich and don't put limits on them, but remember that the higher you want to climb, the taller the mountain is beneath you and each step requires hard work!
But, when there's an audience...oh man it there's a microphone...I just can't help myself!
It's the ultimate dichotomy; I'm an introvert and an entertainer. I live and dream about being on the stage, any stage, every day, but when I'm left to my own devices I fade away happily into the background. At my core, I hate the wave of Insta-famous "influencers" who offer nothing except a spectacle that draws attention and they get paid in advertising. I try to avoid it as much as possible. I'm not foolish though, everyone has something to sell, but I think there's a difference in selling hope and selling snake oil.
No, this preworkout won't get you huge in a year, much less overnight, but if seeing a picture of a bodybuilder next to it motivates you to go lift harder tomorrow then I suggest you hang that picture on the wall! Motivation is fleeting these days as the world gets faster, less nice and more connected so if you find it somewhere, you take it. However, don't let yourself get a neck ache flipping through social media accounts praying that the universe will put it right in front of you: that's not how it works! Most people do things because they crave validation more than results, and if that's you then I think it's a lot easier to win fans on social media than it is to deadlift 1,000 pounds. Be honest about what you want and you'll be happier.
And make no mistake friends, everything in life is about being happier. Anyone who tells you that happiness isn't the goal is wrong. Plain and simple.
So where am I? I don't know. In a weird place. All week I've been eating salad and avoiding Facebook and let me tell you what, it's made me happy. It's not about the kind of spinach I bought or preaching about how evil these big companies are, it's about being honest with who I am. I hate talking to people and I need more fiber! Simple, simple things that I need to feel better and operate on a higher level but I had to force myself to do it. Why? The simple sad state of modern man; we aren't in control of who we are, we only operate the controls. I challenged myself over this next year to be in control of myself and remain so, no matter what happens. I will endeavor to live every day being aware and in control of who I am and what I am doing. Nothing happens by accident and no time gets wasted-life is too short!
I'm going to worry less about anything that isn't in or on my person and that which does not concern me, shall not concern me and I will be much happier that way. Sounds ridiculous doesn't it? That we have to make a concerted effort to be happy and do things that are good for us? It is, but it's a symptom of society now and I'm glad to be in control now that to be completely swallowed up by it.
So far this year I've dropped about 20 pounds, about 45 since the beginning of 2018. Not bad at all. However, most it occurred by just going through the motions, how much more could I have lost if I had been doing it with purpose? And that's where I find myself now. Outside of the numbers and the workout plans and all of the things that go into doing anything worth doing, I remind myself that I must want to do it, and I must endeavor to do it on purpose. If I meet these two conditions, I will have great success...and so will you.
Do it with purpose, or not at all.
Deep down I'd love to say that I'm training to come back for one more run in pro wrestling and drop enough weight to do a bodybuilding show. The two dreams of mine that always lingers at the forefront of my daydreams. Dreams are tricky because the minute they become thoughts, is the minute you begin telling yourself why they can't happen. That's why your dreams have to remain dreams, and you just have to do the work. You have to grind and push through because dissecting your dreams is like trying to analyze why you love your child or why flowers look beautiful; it destroys it. Once a dream becomes a plan on a sheet of paper you have to then treat it differently because now it's a goal, and goals can be achieved one by one. You have to toe the line between keeping your head in the clouds and wishing for more and writing down your plan of attack step by step and executing it.
Yes, you must do things on purpose, but you can't let your execution ruin your ambition. You can't let the facts and figures disrupt that fantasy playing out in the theater of the mind. Keep your dreams safe and keep them rich and don't put limits on them, but remember that the higher you want to climb, the taller the mountain is beneath you and each step requires hard work!
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