Wednesday, October 5, 2011


I write poetry sometimes- here is one of my latest-

Rise Up

A lone boy walking scared of the night

Dusk is coming. He misses his mom.
He is lost.

He is scared, terrified of what is around the next corner.

The next street.
The next bend.

A voice in his head says to run from the fear.
But he doesn't. He walks slowly. He clenches his fists. He pushes his shoulders down. He lowers his head and looks out of the tops of his eyes.

Dusk is coming.

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.