the something
its not hard to find me in here. the droplets of sweat on the floor fall in line like an army of ants behind me, leading up to the few still beaded on my face. i appreciate each and every one of them. from those that still cling to my brow or those that lay on the ground, each one was earned and into each one I’ve poured myself into. i clenched my teeth and instead of ignoring The pain i used it. i used it to fuel my desire, my passion. to keep moving. it lashes at me like a whip, trys to make me quit… i merely smile at myself in the mirror and watch the sweat fall.
my heads buzzing. im dizzy and might pass out. i can feel them all staring at me. my eyes are filled with an eerie red and my movements are methodical. up, down. up, down. the weights play a distinct tune today when they hit the floor. deadlifts. and as quickly as my sets over its time to go again. wrapping my hands around the bar all falls quiet. i hear nothing but my headphones. one more time i tell myself. its not my last set but that helps. my grips tightening now. i get the tingle in the back of my neck. i breathe. i pull. the moment the weight leaves the floor i feel time slow to a stop. each rep harder than the last. but that’s fine because every rep i try a little bit harder. every rep i sweat a little bit more.
its not always easy though. sometimes i wanna quit. sometimes get down. but that is when you must dig deeper than the last time. you have to refuel your passion. refuel your desire. find out what it is that motivates you and remember. if it truly is your driving force then meditate upon it. without it you cannot give it your all. if you do not give it your all, you won’t get all that could be yours.
December 15, 2008 at 7:51 am
the sweat is lie…if sweat is something you earn, you must have earned it. LOL. I’ve not seen to many guys work as hard as you do. You do earn it. P.S. I won’t tell you this to your face so don’t get a big head. This is the only compliment you are getting until next Christmas.