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As I’ve been striving for my goals I have realized one thing I fail at, discipline. I fail at having discipline to do what is needed to achieve. I fail to run when I need to. I fail to eat the proper things. I fail Just do not because I am a failure, but cause I lack the discipline to do.

I refuse to accept that I can’t achieve. My current goal is to become physically fit. Let me clarify, strong as hell. This is the one goal. The only goal. 

Someone suggested that I may not be able to get where I want, because of my genetics. I refuse to accept that. Time, energy, and dedication will triumph. The body will conform or I will break it trying. There is only one choice, achieve. 

I refuse to accept that I can’t. Too often thoughts of the mind intervene in the progress. Thoughts of doubts hinder progress. I refuse to look back over my life and see that missed opportunities. To think what could have been. Screw that. I will make change to achieve. I will push towards the goal. One must take risk in order to expand the experience. And until fear or doubt is conquered, nothing will change. 

Honestly, what’s the worst that can happen? Nothing. Nothing happens. Yet I become better. Seems win win to me. I will continue to push. I will continue to strive. The goal is the only acceptable result. 

“The Iron never lies to you. You can walk outside and listen to all kinds of talk, get told that you’re a god or a total bastard. The Iron will always kick you the real deal. The Iron is the great reference point, the all-knowing perspective giver. Always there like a beacon in the pitch black. I have found the Iron to be my greatest friend. It never freaks out on me, never runs. Friends may come and go. I have But two hundred pounds is always two hundred pounds.” – Henry Rollins


I have been thing about Iron and the Soul by Henry Rollins a lot recently. Mainly, it comes down to the very last sentence, “But two hundred pounds is always two hundred pounds.” Think about that. It’s a relatively profound when you honestly think about it.


As someone who works out on a semi regular basis, this is huge. Imagine you’re getting it in, lifting whatever it is, but for this we’ll say #250 on the bench press. You’re feeling super strong, motivated as hell. You go off and come back a week later. Feeling great, you throw on #250. You fail. Why? Did the weight get heavier? No. The problem is you. The weight remains unchanged, it is you who have failed to achieve.


Think about that. The weight remained in a constant state, but you failed. The weight doesn’t give a shit whether you’ve had a bad day or not. It doesn’t care that you’ve been on vacation for two weeks. If it had a brain and could compose speech, it would say you’re a bitch. Why? Because the Iron doesn’t care about you.


It is your job to tame the weight. You must dominate over it. Simply entering in to the gym, you have entered into an epic battle to determine who will be conquered. With every rep you determine who is mightier. Every set establishes dominance. To become the master, the Iron succumbs to your will with every movement.

It is your mind and body who must defeat the Iron. However, the sad truth is, the Iron always wins. Why, because the Iron alway seeks to dominate over you. Every struggling rep is the Irons way of feeding you lies. Each rep it tells you that you can’t. The tired workouts. The delayed fatigue. All the Iron telling you that you can’t.

This is the choice you must make. Are you willing to listen to the lies or are you going to push through and triumph? The decision isn’t easy and it defiantly isn’t simple. You must determine what you are willing to face into to be conquer the Iron. The choice is purely yours. But know the Iron is always there waiting for you, patiently.

And with that I am finished.

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Good for you, you’ve finally found a way out. After a long road of scheming and posturing, you’re out. Great job! In the time you’ve spent escaping your responsibilities, we’ve maintained the status quo. Actually, we’ve probably seen regression on all fronts. Your commitment to the team has never really been there. Self serving ideas have perpetuated a cycle of big words and convoluted thought. Sure offering a book answer is great, but the inability to execute on those principles indicates your lack of true understanding.

You know the worst part, no one sees through your bullshit, But I do. Initial impressions were good. Others suggested otherwise, but I wanted to see first had; they were right. And overtime I’ve consciously gone out of my way to create distance. I understand now what the priority is, “me”. F$@k everyone else. But good, you’ve got it all figured out. Big plans to do big things. Come see me in ten years, I want to see the real progress. My prediction is, your rhetoric will get you places, but you’ll still be clueless.

In your wake, you have left utter nonsense. Inconsistent decision making has proven to be your greatest strength. The simple, fire from the hip, has left everyone confused. Yet you continue to seek assistance for even the smallest of things, thing you should understand already. You’re the guy everyone comes to cause you are in charge, yet you deferring other, because you haven’t the slightest idea on what to do. Well I’m done. I am no longer assisting you. You are where you are because of you. You have failed to help other and have been purely self seeking and I’m out. Good luck to you. Good luck in life. I hope you continue to thread the rhetoric in your web of chaos. Just know that one day you will found out. Others will begin to see the web you’ve spun.

You know the best part, people warned me about you. But I wanted to see for myself. Oh I’ve seen it. And looking back over time, I’ve seen it from the get go. Good luck to you friend. I hope you the best. I hope you can continue to fool others while you get ahead. But just know, I’ll be watching and waiting.

Everyone of us think we’re better than we really are. The Dunning-Kruger Effect states:

A cognitive bias in which people of low ability have illusory superiority, and mistakenly assess their cognitive ability as greater than it is.

As much as I would hate to admit it, I fall into this sometimes. However, there is a difference between me and them, I know when to concede. I have many smart friends, a lot smarter than me. I concede intelligence when I’m around them. In these rare cases, I sit back and learn. I try to understand their thinking. How did they arrive at this conclusion? How does this get them to their goal? Does this make them better in achieving their desires? The bases formulation of thought gets them to a logical solution.

Here’s the thing I know when to concede, you don’t. Your failure to adapt leaves you scurrying around trying to give answers for which you don’t even know the question. Your ego is gigantic, but your capabilities are minimal. You’re going to continue to be overwhelmed and frustrated because you refuse to admit you can’t. Maybe your pride has carried you this far, good, but it won’t get you to the prize. It’s funny cause while you think you’re succeeding, others are carrying your load, and you fail to see it. When your failures take you down, don’t come to me. You aren’t humble. You don’t truly want the help, you just want a solution to get you through the problem. Or, you just want to distract from your situation, to deflect your issues onto others.

It’s a sad state of affairs we have ourselves in. The blindness to the problem(s) has lead us to this point. Days, weeks, months, years of neglect have brought us to this point, a perfect storm. A storm which has no clear guidance or conviction. Almost as if we’re inept…

You refuse to adjust our attitudes assist with the change, simply continuing course until we all fail. Seeking assistance is outside the realm of possibilities, because you know all. And the worst part, collectively, none of it matters. The failure won’t be your problem, but someone else’s. Let them take the fail, right? The eloquent speech makes waves. part terms sound good and provide an illusion, but it’s smoke and mirrors. The foundation was never built. No experience to get you through. No understanding of what should be done. Nothing. But here is the thing, I’m done helping.

There is an eagerness to watch you fail. Not for any other reason but to see if there is any ounce of humility within you. (My assessment assumes there isn’t.) But nonetheless, accolades will come your way, reenforcing your “work” but when the pressure comes, you’ll be crushed. Alone you will fail, wondering what happened. There will be no story of redemption. No Phoenix raising for the ashes, just you left wondering how it happened.

F$&k the naysayers.

They will never succeed. They will never win the prize. They are constantly identifying he failures. Their hope is your demise.

Look past them. Your goal is your goal. The moment you begin to believe their shit, you let them win.

I am not working as hard as I am to let them win. This is my race. This is my victory. I am alone while they even to attempt the race. Fuck ‘em. I will do this alone if I must. My path to greatness is paved with hard work and dedication. I refuse to succumb to their wishes. They plot ways to minimize my efforts. Their failures became their fuel in stopping you. Their inability to push through placed a burden on me, that somehow I gave to overcome. Bullshit. At no point in my life will I allow you to direct my success. My failures are my own and my successes are as well.

I am the problem. I know what to correct thing is. I know what needs to be said. But yet, I fail to say what needs to said. Fear of reprisal. Fear of confrontation. Fear of being the out cast. All of which are not reasons enough to keep quite. Sometimes things need to be stated. The truth occasionally is rough. And if is you find anger in my words, then a look within should reveal you are also part of the problem.

Why do we, collectively, know the correct thing to do, yet avoid to do it. Idle hands create idle conditions. We need to decide everyday the choice we will make, the paths we want to follow. Today I have chose mine. I no longer will be remain quite when something needs to be stated. Going forward I will need to prefect my tact, but it will not hinder what needs to be said.

My motivation runs deep. I want to succeed. Progress in all aspects of life is progress. But progress in one area is still progress. I want to be better today than yesterday and if you am not assisting me in being better, you’ll be removed. At the top it is lonely and for good reason, those around you don’t have what it takes to get to the top.

This past March I declared it the ‘Year of Matt’and for good reason. I’ve been putting my goals to the side to assist where I could, but I’m over it. This is the YEAR OF MATT and I will do me. My goals are important to me. Goals which I have been steadily working towards. If you can’t contribute to my goals or make me a better person, I’m done. Your pettiness is a cancer. Your inability to cope with the slightest ill, fails to assist. You are the problem. And I for one am over your issues.

Make me better. I’ll make you better. Together we become better.

Here's the problem, we think we're too smart. Honestly we live in a society that places great importance on being the best. Having fortunes. Being successful. Yet we're anywhere from it. I get it no one likes to be on the bottom. But honestly, we deserve to be there. If everyone were CEOs we would have no one to do the work. I know, I get it, as we progress from the Industrial Age into the Technological Age, the requirements for knowledge has to increase. Now manufacturing jobs are elsewhere, being accomplished by others, while we work in offices developing websites or working a financial planners. But the same hold true. Regardless of the work, not everyone can be the CEO.

Here's what happens when you empower everyone, they become entitled SOBs that don't know the job. Whether it is a fast burner for promotions or the new hire for the position, we think too lofty of ourselves. Hold on, I now you're thinking, "what about you?" Yep I'm in this as well. I hold no degrees. I have no certificates. Hell I fail at writing a complete sentence! But I understand this. I will be the first to admit my faults. Moving on. Day in and day out we complete tasks. We learn a little bit here or there to progress forward. Yet we never really master that task. That next spot opens where you make more money. Someone suggest you apply because you would be a good fit. You won't be. You see, you barley were able to achieve what you did in the last position. Your skills are not honed. Your attitude is skewed. Your pretentious. And you know what, you'll succeed. Why? Because your marketable. You can sell your "skills" to the interviewer. You can talk your way in. And while your in, you can coast along while others carry your load. And why? Because society told you, you were something.

-Matt