Month: May 2019

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.

Complete degree

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.