Talking a good game….
While doing my "Oly" style w/o today I found myself in a position where I was getting drained. I didn’t take a w/o drink this morning (forgot to buy one).
So as I pushed through rep after reps I felt the lack of my drinks presence more and more. I looked at myself in the mirror and even considered for a half a nanosecond cutting it short. Immediately a little voice came over me and started talking. I though it was talking to me at first but then I realized it was talking to the weights.
I set myself up for the next set and started repeating what the voice in my head was saying out loud. Let me assure you the words were neither kind or without malice. But those beautiful words and phrases pulled me from the fire baby. And even though I must have looked insane to everyone else in the gym, I finished with a pr baby!
I am crazy! I am King! Give it hell!!!!!
