He was extremely overweight, and he wasn't happy with himself: he loved his wife-to-be dearly, and was happy in their relationship, but he came to place where he wanted to put in the work to lose the weight. This man was on a serious mission!
He stated if they were gonna get married, that he absolutely did not want her to bear the (would be) fucked up burden of nursing him if his health takes a big ass shit one day. Being mindful of the serious changes that would have to take place, he wanted his soon-to-be bride to know he loves her that much to smash that goal; she would never have to go through that with him.
So that's exactly what he did. He made some lifestyle changes, and with tremendous effort -- not to mention a major skin removal surgery -- he did exactly what he had set out to do, and his lovely young bride stood by him through it all! (I would also imagine their bond is a hell of a lot stronger because of it.) So, what's my point in telling this story? It's really, really quite simple: hardships produce championships.
Practice makes perfect: it's how we achieve our goals, and pull out the motherfucking double-U, bitch! (Laugh with me now, sweetheart.) Best believe, those wins don't come easy. It takes time, practice, patience, discipline, consistency, a helluva lot of self-control -- and failures!
Now, I know what I'm about to say is not for the faint of heart, so if this is you, crawl back to your safe space. (Please, with a sweet little cherry on top, with ya' sweet ass. The 'X' is still in the upper right-hand corner.) That being said: be prepared to fail; many, many -- and sometimes -- many times over.
Now, I know what I'm about to say is not for the faint of heart, so if this is you, crawl back to your safe space. (Please, with a sweet little cherry on top, with ya' sweet ass. The 'X' is still in the upper right-hand corner.) That being said: be prepared to fail; many, many -- and sometimes -- many times over.
Now, for those who may be perplexed, but yet still intrigued by the unofficial correlation between failing and winning, it goes a little something like this: failing does not have to mean defeated. There is a huge difference between the two, and if we can learn to separate them, we're already ahead of the game.
Our favorite sports teams, athletes, and fighters don't lose a game or a fight, and say, "Fuck it, I quit!" They take time to study themselves, make the proper corrections, and go out and give themselves another chance to win the next one -- regardless of the chances it may not happen right away.
Our favorite sports teams, athletes, and fighters don't lose a game or a fight, and say, "Fuck it, I quit!" They take time to study themselves, make the proper corrections, and go out and give themselves another chance to win the next one -- regardless of the chances it may not happen right away.
That same principle can be applied throughout anything in life, especially with couples because at the end of the day: teamwork makes the motherfucking dream work. Just remember: if we catch a dub, it's not the end goal. Celebrate the victory, but keep it short, and keep it pushing. (On to the next!)
If a loss occurs, or consecutive losses are happening left and right: What's the common denominator? Why are these goals not being met? Let's be honest with ourselves, and be careful to never utter this question: When will we ever catch a fucking break? It's straight motherfucking cancer! Letting that kinda negativity intervene is heavy, and weighs down any motivation we may have.
If a loss occurs, or consecutive losses are happening left and right: What's the common denominator? Why are these goals not being met? Let's be honest with ourselves, and be careful to never utter this question: When will we ever catch a fucking break? It's straight motherfucking cancer! Letting that kinda negativity intervene is heavy, and weighs down any motivation we may have.
Yes, we all wanna be or do something: to be thinner, or healthier, to be better at something, or to make an overall improvement in life. Whatever the case may be, if meeting these goals are absolutely imperative to our overall well being, then some serious changes are in order.
First, we must be realistic about our goals, and the bold truth is they won't be instantly gratified. Be prepared to put in some serious hard work -- write them down if necessary. In fact, using a little wrist and elbow grease to pen that shit down will make a huge fucking difference.
First, we must be realistic about our goals, and the bold truth is they won't be instantly gratified. Be prepared to put in some serious hard work -- write them down if necessary. In fact, using a little wrist and elbow grease to pen that shit down will make a huge fucking difference.
This little, yet effective brain hack will strengthen the chance to seal the deal of meeting these objectives. However, it is not just simply making a list: it will take reviewing, making the necessary revisions, and above all else, never, ever deviating from it. Ever!
No matter what, the level of commitment and consistency will determine whether or not the objectives we make for ourselves will be met -- whatever the 'it' might be. That said, there are metric fucktons of "its," (or "ready-made systems" to put into action) out there: it's very noisy in cyberspace, which can be a big problem for those who are lost, and for real need help, or that extra push.
First, we have this thing called the internet, which is an awesome tool filled with infinite information for anyone who wants to learn how to do just about anything. On the flip side, it also gives some people out there a god-fucking-awful sense of grandiosity -- or god complex in plain, basic-ass (emphasis on the basic) English. Err'body wanna be a somebody, and the net makes it way too easy for any cock-smoking nobody out there to be just that.
It's downright annoying sometimes, but hey! This is still the land of milk, honey, and a "kick-ass-and-take-names-later" kind of opportunity. The point is, with so many motherfuckers out there trying to sway people one way or the other, it's easy to get distracted or confused because everyone online has "the answer."
For some people, the proverbial "they" just might have the solution; for others, "they" might be dead wrong. Who's right or wrong doesn't fucking matter: what matters is picking one thing -- or doing your own thing -- and sticking to whatever the fuck you choose.
Look, there is no hidden secret; no ancient scroll with the one almighty answer; no one expert who can help solve everyone's problems. If real change is sought after, then it won't come easy -- or overnight. However, the steps taken will lead straight to your 'it;' how many steps will be needed, is entirely up to how long it takes one to shift into the mindset of a winner.
The thing is: winning isn't a place, a destination, or a comparative measuring tool. It's a state of mind, and for some people it comes naturally; for others it takes more trial and error to reach it, and sadly, some never grasp the motherfucking concept. The only thing left to answer is: Which person are you gonna be?
No matter what, the level of commitment and consistency will determine whether or not the objectives we make for ourselves will be met -- whatever the 'it' might be. That said, there are metric fucktons of "its," (or "ready-made systems" to put into action) out there: it's very noisy in cyberspace, which can be a big problem for those who are lost, and for real need help, or that extra push.
First, we have this thing called the internet, which is an awesome tool filled with infinite information for anyone who wants to learn how to do just about anything. On the flip side, it also gives some people out there a god-fucking-awful sense of grandiosity -- or god complex in plain, basic-ass (emphasis on the basic) English. Err'body wanna be a somebody, and the net makes it way too easy for any cock-smoking nobody out there to be just that.
It's downright annoying sometimes, but hey! This is still the land of milk, honey, and a "kick-ass-and-take-names-later" kind of opportunity. The point is, with so many motherfuckers out there trying to sway people one way or the other, it's easy to get distracted or confused because everyone online has "the answer."
For some people, the proverbial "they" just might have the solution; for others, "they" might be dead wrong. Who's right or wrong doesn't fucking matter: what matters is picking one thing -- or doing your own thing -- and sticking to whatever the fuck you choose.
Look, there is no hidden secret; no ancient scroll with the one almighty answer; no one expert who can help solve everyone's problems. If real change is sought after, then it won't come easy -- or overnight. However, the steps taken will lead straight to your 'it;' how many steps will be needed, is entirely up to how long it takes one to shift into the mindset of a winner.
The thing is: winning isn't a place, a destination, or a comparative measuring tool. It's a state of mind, and for some people it comes naturally; for others it takes more trial and error to reach it, and sadly, some never grasp the motherfucking concept. The only thing left to answer is: Which person are you gonna be?
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