09/06/2026
Still pi**ed off at life for taking away my ability to train properly.
We all get f*cked by life in one way or another.
I chose to f*ck back by going on a war path spamming 2 arm exercises...
Probably at least slightly insane.
But, what is the alternative? Let life f*ck me? Define me? Nah, I'd rather be this.
Rather be a stubborn, resilient f*cker, hard to kill, refuse to quit.
I'll keep showing up and doing what's necessary. 2 hours of stretching/mobility and 2 dam arm exercises it is.
How is life f*cking you? Are you letting it happen? How you respond defines you more than you know.
I will forever resist. I chose to keep going, keep pushing. In the process, I have became more proud of the man I am.
This is priceless. Life will push you around until you decide what you are worthy of.
The faster you fold, complain, rationalize...the lower you land.
The harder you resist, push back, fight against massive uncertainty...the higher you rise.
How you respond to life's f*ckery sets the standard for your life.
Maybe I'm just a meathead spamming arms to you. To me, I am deeply proud of myself because I know what it is to be a weaker man.
There is not greater satisfaction than seeing yourself gain strength - true strength, rising against your greatest challenges.
It comes from resisting the f*ckery life throws at you. We can all chose to do it. But it is certainly a harder path.
Stop complaining, throw away the narrative you tell yourself to rationalize your dissatisfaction with your life. Attack mode on, face the storm head on.
If nothing else, I hope my story inspires you to be resilient and to fight back.
