Get Yoked Til The Casket Drop
I was talking with WB about days off and how it affects you. Not just physically, but mentally The joke about how the first day you pick up the iron is the day you’re forever small has some truth in it. The other side of the spectrum is that when we miss a day, its not others we let down, but ourselves. I think all of us here can agree that we fucking love this game. As tough as it is, with the pain, the time it takes, the clean eating etc, we all keep coming back for more, but why is that?
When chatting with WB about me taking a few days off he responded with:
hahaha few days? was talking to Lou Skunt about how you miss one day and look in the mirror and think you have lost everything.
And isn’t that the truth? You skip one day or a few and you feel fat, small, and weak. So what are we getting at here? Everyone knows that you should work out and be healthy. And there is the answer.
Never Stop Lifting
Last winter I basically quit going to the gym. I’d pop in for a few days here or there but my willpower went to shit and so did my gains and body fat. When I started again way back in January, I knew I was in it for good. I wasn’t going to stop on Memorial Day, or July 4th, or my birthday. No, this shit is a long term game, a life that I’m finally realizing is the most worth it personal thing I’ve ever done for myself.
Dave Draper age 76
The beauty of bodybuilding is that you can do it until you die. You wont be that old, fat, weak old man. You’ll be a man with the looks and vitality of someone 1/3 your age. Its safe and beneficial enough that you can do it well into your 70s if you want. Even just being 30, I feel amazing living such a fulfilling lifestyle. This is why you feel like shit when you skip a day.
When we skip a day, we’re denying ourselves the one thing that will never turn its back on us. We deny ourselves that one moment when all the bullshit of the world means jack shit. We deny ourselves the chance to prove ourselves, to ourselves. Once you commit, and I mean fully, you cant go back to being a “normal” person, so shut the fuck up and rep it out.
Conclusion
When you’re lying there in bed, alarm just went off, telling yourself its too fucking hard or you’re tired, crush that shit. You’re better than that. There’s no turning back. The only friend you’ll have for the rest of your life is that heavy ass weight. And hes a real motherfucker, but will make your time worth it if you let him. I can truly say that there is no other personal thing I do that brings me more happiness than lifting.
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