So I’ve been thinking about a lot of things lately.
How tired I feel, how frustrated, how far I have left to go, is it even worth it?
I’ve had really bad training sessions and come close to hitting rock bottom in my motivation.
But I keep coming back.
I work 8.5 hours a day in a sawmill and I still hit the gym 4-5 times a week for my training sessions.
I have no gear besides straps and chalk, and I work out in walmart sweatshirts and Chucks. I love it. I love the weights, the iron. I love the sweat and the grind and the burn and that incomparable feeling of breaking a PR.
My first meet whetted my appetite for the sport, and left me hungrier than ever to compete. I love this sport and I want to give my all at it. I’ve never met a more welcoming and encouraging group of athletes in my life. I felt truly honoured to be welcomed into the sport.
But I still wonder sometimes if I have what it takes. I wonder if I have the determination to push my body to its limits, to keep a strict diet and discipline my sleep, training, and recreation. I am full of doubt.
So I’m making a promise to myself. My Christmas present to myself and my followers will be a 500 lb deadlift.
To me, the 500 lb deadlift is an almost mythological lift. When I first started, it seemed impossible, and Eddie Hall’s world records godlike. But now I’m closer than ever to the 500 mark, and I’m starting to think that I can do this. I’m starting to believe.
So if I can do this, if I can make this happen, then I will truly believe that I can be a strongman. That I have what it takes. Because no matter what I hear, no matter what encouragement I receive, I still doubt. This will be my quest to purge that doubt.
Thanks for following, all of you. Your support means the world to me.
Cheers,
The Bear.
You can do it!
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thanks! 🙂
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look forward to reading more!
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