If there’s ever been doubt in your mind as to whether or not you can accomplish a task, I commend you. You’re human. We all have our doubts. I wasn’t a very confident guy until I discovered the way of the iron. Striking out in conversation with women, and even with random people in line at a convenience store as I fumbled for the words to say. I was a scrawny, 135 pound weakling when I graduated high school. Once I found the weights, nothing else mattered. I was going to become strong. A goal bench of 185 became 205, which became 225, 250, 275, and is now at 315. Think I’m done? Think again.
My goal is to be better than I was last time. If I happen to be better than you in the process? Well, that’s just another side effect of competition. You either have that attitude, or you are left to hang out with the soccer mom’s on the side of the field, relishing the “glory days” that are only left to memory. Go out and make your glory days for the future. Get off your ass and go compete!
Author’s Note: By no means am I telling you
how to raise your children. As long as they’re not pampered to a disgusting degree, you’re alright by me.
Written by Jay Stadtfeld for LiftBigEatBig.com