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Getting to be an old man, balding up top, greying beard, wrinkles and the pain of losing a young man's healing abilities while body parts wear out.Many good and bad memories, joy and even some painful learning.
The iron has brought me happiness, pain, joy, sadness, anger and at times, defeat.
I have learned patients, solitude as my place of peace. Understanding of others without my judging ego getting in the way... The hardest part, putting my ego away.
As the years in front of me dwindle down and become less than the years behind me, I don't regret living the lifestyle, loving the lifestyle.
It saved me when solitude was a place I couldn't stand because in solitude all I had was me. How do we learn tolerate ourselves, let alone accept ourselves?
We show up everyday, put the work in, even blindly at times, hoping it will some day pay off.
No different than bodybuilding.
Throughout the years I have learned the most important aspect of this wasn't the cycles l meticulously planned out, or the super new training programs I worked so hard on planning. Not even the tight ass diets planned in detail to fit my goals.
The most important thing is simply showing up every day and putting the work in. That's it. The rest will all follow.
Don't get overwhelmed by the trees in the forest, walk through it a step at a time, knowing if you keep walking, even blindly without hope, you will make it through to the other side same goes for life as goes for bodybuilding. I missed the train on life but bodybuilding taught me what I missed. It made me strong mentally and physically.
If you pick up nothing else, remember to always push forward, through the good and the bad.
Ok, who's got the corn dog stash? A little mustard and I'm good to go
The iron has brought me happiness, pain, joy, sadness, anger and at times, defeat.
I have learned patients, solitude as my place of peace. Understanding of others without my judging ego getting in the way... The hardest part, putting my ego away.
As the years in front of me dwindle down and become less than the years behind me, I don't regret living the lifestyle, loving the lifestyle.
It saved me when solitude was a place I couldn't stand because in solitude all I had was me. How do we learn tolerate ourselves, let alone accept ourselves?
We show up everyday, put the work in, even blindly at times, hoping it will some day pay off.
No different than bodybuilding.
Throughout the years I have learned the most important aspect of this wasn't the cycles l meticulously planned out, or the super new training programs I worked so hard on planning. Not even the tight ass diets planned in detail to fit my goals.
The most important thing is simply showing up every day and putting the work in. That's it. The rest will all follow.
Don't get overwhelmed by the trees in the forest, walk through it a step at a time, knowing if you keep walking, even blindly without hope, you will make it through to the other side same goes for life as goes for bodybuilding. I missed the train on life but bodybuilding taught me what I missed. It made me strong mentally and physically.
If you pick up nothing else, remember to always push forward, through the good and the bad.
Ok, who's got the corn dog stash? A little mustard and I'm good to go
