What are you thinking about? I am thinking about common sense, good books (I need one), and of course, first and foremost, training. I don't always have to list wife, kids, dogs, right?
I'm thinking that people are really unhappy because of the way that they look, but that they are confused by all the bull crap that is out there about getting in shape.
First and foremost, it is diet, diet, diet.
You have to stop eating sugar if you want to get in your best shape. It is poison, and all the research shows it. Alright, you don't have to stop all the way, but you must cut it way back. No, now I got soft on you. Cut it out except for one day a week. The other days? Eat meat and veggies. Really--beef, fish, chicken, good protein sources. And load up on the veggies until you burst. Cabbage, salads, green beans...if it is green, eat it. All day.
It really takes YOU deciding that the moments of eating that junk are not worth it for the miserableness that is coming when you are done. Like an alcoholic, like any addiction, breaking the diet is never worth it.Then you feel like crap about yourself and you start to binge.I know that motivation comes from deep inside someone, but if you just decide to do it, do the diet for 3 days, you will see results. And you can do it, I promise. Just make your mind up, decide that it is a neccesity, that you must stay on your diet. Wake up, drink some coffee, do 30 minutes of cardio, eat some eggs and a protein shake and veggies and begin your day. Huge salads with oil and vinegar and chicken, beef patties and asparagus, steak and green beans. A protein shake if you are hungry between meals. Cardio 6 days, weights 3-5 days. On the cardio, just sweat. On the weights, nothing more than 45 minutes to an hour.
Then on Saturday, eat your junk.
BUT, it is all diet when you wanna drop weight. Because you really are tired of saying:
"I have to get my stuff together"
"I need to get back in the gym."
"My diet is pretty good."
"I eat Paleo...sometimes."
Get Up and Go
Sometimes, life kicks you so hard in the ass that it is tough to get your ass up. Hell yes, curl up in a ball and forget everything. Kids screaming, dogs whining, chaos...curl up and let it pass...it can wait, it can wait, it can always wait.
But that is too easy.
And it is easy, so easy to lie in bed, and let some minutes go by, let a few more go by, and pretty soon, you have missed the opportunity to ride the bike or do your squats, hell, you didn't have time, and you meant to not have time.
Don't do it. Don't be like everyone else. At least get your training in. It sets up the day. Hell, it makes everything flow a little smoother. I love it so much. I have never been without it it. It is my lifeblood for sure.
But it isn't about that, it's about a fire in you. And it surely doesn't have to be weight training, but it is something special. It is something special because it is so different, and with the weights, you know right away if progress is being made. Does the weight on the bar go up? Can you squeeze out more reps than last time? Progress. Measured right away.
Kindness and Jerkiness
It's funny, because I get surprised when people are nice or kind to me. I went see a doctor the other day, and she was so freaking nice to me that I thought that something was wrong with her. She gave me her cell number, she took time out to discuss my case with me, and gave me her undivided attention. You know how you go into a doctors office and it seems as though they are in such a hurry that they are listening, but they really aren't listening? Not this doctor.
And then I have a client from Canada who came to see me that was so kind to me and my staff, that we were like, is she for real? I mean, out of the kindness of her heart, she helped us out.
And isn't that when it is the best? When someone helps you out and has nothing to gain from it?
And I have another friend that I train that is always there for me. He is a doctor also. He goes all over the world treating people, but answers my texts and helps me tremendously.
I get jaded, man, and especially when I talk to people and they are just...well, jerks just to be jerks. Why? I don't know. Insecure? Needing an ass whipping? Most likely.
Folks seem so unhappy with their lives that they wanna make everyone else miserable. Life is way too short to be unhappy or miserable or to take it out on others because of your shortcomings. Cut that crap out.