It’s easy to be motivated for a big race, a vacation, or any other goal that means something. But what about the days when it is just you versus you and the only reward is that you get to beat the fuck out of yourself, go about your day, then get up and do it all over again the next day?
When everything is going your way, you feel as if you are impervious to losing motivation. But you can Goddamn bet that no matter how high you are flying, life will kick you in the face: financial problems, sickness, divorce, issues with your kids, losing a job, natural disaster are all very fucking real and can happen to anyone.
Your choices are pretty simple: Hide behind the shit that you are going through or double down, work harder, and keep that shit in perspective. The objective of training isn’t to help you handle the good times, it is to make us stronger when shit goes south.
The long runs, rides, day long sessions in the pool - that shit is so much more about forming your iron mind than it is about physial improvement.
Most people are afraid to suffer - they avoid the pain of sacrifice and commitment that comes with training, and when shit gets real in their life, they don’t know how to handle it.
Regardless of what you see on social media, life isn’t easy. It isn’t all about luxurious vacations, gorgeous homes, and elaborate dinners. Much more time is spent being relatively uneventful or downright sucking than any of us fucking care to acknowledge.
No matter whatever the hell or suffering you may be going through, just keep moving forward through the test and you will come out on the other side as hard and as sharp as an iron spear.
Whining about it doesn’t help, and more than likely, most people are dealing with their own bullshit so they don’t give a fuck either. It is up to you to get after it and drag yourself through whatever shit you are facing.
