Monday, September 5, 2011

You Have No Idea

I have been reading Tank Abbott's book excerpts in Fight Game magazine and its a great read to say the least. Most of it seems to center around Tank sorta minding his own business and then someone messing with him and then him blasting the hell out of them. People just can't help calling him fat boy or some other insult and then they end up knocked out. Reminds me of a story I heard one time at a place that I coached where the star player was talking crap to a 3rd stringer about the 3rd stringer's girlfriend and how he would like to go out with her or something to that effect.  The star said that he could steal the girl away in a second if he really wanted to. Well, the 3rd stringer warned him to stop and when he didn't, the star got himself a face full of fist to quiet his big mouth. Everyone runs their mouth these days, because I guess that "trash talking" is some great thing to do. To me, its boring and lame. Try to be stoic and cerebral and keep your boil inside, not for everyone to see. A barking dog never bites, but if my Old Rotty got that "look" in her eyes, you had better head for the hills, because she was gonna snap. You could feel the tension in the air when she was like that, the death stare.
My point here is that you never know who you are messing with in life. You may think that you are the ultimate badass but there is always somebody out there that is "badder". So whats the best thing to do? Keep your mouth shut unless you or you family don't have a way out. Then when this is the case and you decide to act , use full force and any means necessary to win.

All About Being a Lifer

What's a Lifer? Someone who isn't in to something for just a day, a month, a's for life. Whether its training or your family or your doesn't matter. You work at it, you build on it, you see the big picture . You don't miss workouts because it means something to you. You are like a Shakespearean actor- no matter what is going on in your life, you block it out when it's time to train. You walk into the weight room and all else disappears. Worry about it later.