Currently, as I write this, it’s about 1:30AM.
Just finished a crisp upper body workout at the gym…
T’was a late workout, which I don’t mind, means I get the gym to myself.
But to be honest, I didn’t really feel like going tonight.
I got a decent amount of writing done earlier in the day, which kind of took it out of me mentally.
Come 9 o’clock and I was feeling the pull of calling it a day, ready to eat a big meal and get to bed.
But, despite my fatigue there was still plenty of work to be done before I would allow myself to turn in for the night.
And I’ll be fucked if I allow myself to turn the lights out without accomplishing what I intended to at the start of the day. (Do that once, and it’s gonna become a regular occurrence, I guarantee it.)
I finished up all my work just after midnight, feeling pretty drained…
Gym was the last thing I felt like doing.
Now, most people would say “fuck it” and give themselves a free pass… Get to bed early because “it’s only one day right?”.
But not me, I love those hard workouts, where it’s a challenge to simply show up at the gym and do that first set…
Because that’s where the best “discipline gains” happen…
The times where you want to do it the least, are the times you need to do it the most.
By following through, despite what feels good in the moment, you’re saying to those bitchy little thoughts and those whiny emotions “motherfucker, I’m in control here, we rest when our work is done.”
And you’ll find that you’re soon presented with a nice fresh burst of energy you didn’t know you had in you, you’ll start tapping into reserves.
Doing the shit that 99% of people won’t do is what separates the winners from the losers, when shit gets hard, I get excited.
That’s where the game is won.
All the best,
Ryan “Done When I Say So” Kuchel