My World: The Warrior
November 29, 2009 by OCstrength
Filed under Motivation Articles
Join me for a minute as we take a visit to my own world…
In this place, only warriors exist. Beasts.
It’s a dying breed. The ones who crave a ‘crazy’ workout. The ones who do not look for shortcuts to results, the results are in the workout.
This world is for the goose bump getters. HUH? Yeah, goose bumps from the thought of a brutal workout. We enjoy the pain.
We have self war drums constantly beating in our minds. We are not afraid to speak our mind, being extreme is what makes us whole. At any moment, we can close our eyes and visualize victory.
Our normal friends know us as the ‘exercise freak’ or one Ive only heard a couple times…the ‘re-dick’…huh? Yeah OK, enjoy your french fries and ill flip my fuckin tire up this hill.
Huh? I dont have a life? What do you mean?
I am a fuckin warrior standing on my own two feet and out to conquer this world, on my own.
What are you doing? Emotionally attached to nights out on the town, intoxication at its finest. Is it food that is your satisfaction? Or is it people that you need to cling to in order to feel important? Is it the ‘excitement’ in getting boozed up and sneaking home without the cops seeing you? The hangovers? HUH? WHAT IS IT?
Or do you get satisfaction from seeing the same ol’ faces, doing the same ol’ workouts, same ol’ 15 minute conversations on the stairs…hows the kids, who cares, hows the husband, hes an asshole, okay, have a good one, ok then, Gerbil…talk to ya later.
HUH? Who is the crazy one here? Loosen up, lighten up, get out more, call it what you want. I enjoy my time, but I do it in a different way than most of you. Does that make me wrong? No, just different than you.
That is why my own personal workouts, diet, and RESULTS all differ from yours. That is why I can loosen up on my diet, and do pussy workouts every third day while my joints heal up…and not blow up like a balloon.
I didn’t want to say it before, but on some of you….I can actually see a difference on you after Ive been away for a weekend plus a couple days. Can you say, BLOAT? No? Well, you can look it pretty well…
When you’re a true warrior, you don’t have much help. Actually, most of the people you find yourself around will complain about it. Most that complain about it will be regulars at the gym, but complain when it’s time to go. Then, they’ll bitch at you for talking about ‘fitness’ too much. Or they’ll say shit like “I’m not going overboard, I am still going to enjoy myself”.
OK, so what do YOU want to talk about? Let’s see… Your job? Your crazy kid? Your favorite sports team? What you and your wife are planning for the weekend?
Guess what? I don’t give a shit. Go tell your mom those stories, they BORE me.
I am here to tear shit up! Get results for people, whatever results they want. I can pretend im interested in your bullshit stories, but then I would be fake like the rest. It is not about chattin’ and shootin’ the shit.
When you enter my world it is time to shut the fuck up and TRAIN. Killlit! Shit like 300, Gladiator, Fight Club, or anything else with real WARRIORS getting amped up to put it all on the line. For what? Well, I’m not sure. Maybe, just maybe, it was because it was still fresh in their blood…their genetics. These days, we’re too concerned with the latest laptop, cell phone, video game, or frozen yogurt craze to worry about being a beast.
No, I don’t mean the type of beast who goes around slashing people with his katana sword either. (Even though, sometimes I would rather live back in time where you had to be a warrior…or you did not exist) I am speaking of the mental warrior, the one who does not look for the easiest route or the shortest plan. The warrior who partakes in the blood, sweat, and tears, and in some sick way…enjoys it.
To a warrior, the journey itself is worth much more than the results at the end. We live for that moment. We absorb everything it has to give to us.
Until I hit that zone, I feel asleep…sometimes, even dead. Even when I KNOW, going any further will pretty much waste my work (there is a fine line between just enough, and too much) and the appearance results will diminish…I crank out a few more sets to really fry the CNS. (something else you are told to avoid doing)
I am a beast, a warrior, and I live for the feeling.
When you talk to me, or even more, train with me…you are in MY WORLD. I can get you the results YOU WANT…but I don’t need your stupid suggestions.
And really, if you don’t like my world…you can always get the fu** out and go back to your own.
Be a warrior.
-Mike.
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