After bailing on the Nevada State back in May, my interest in bodybuilding and blogging has been waning. A few days ago, I fielded some advice from a few different friends and colleagues, some of whom also train or bodybuild. Some suggested to let it go and pick it up again when it felt right. One suggested to get myself into the gym more often to avoid the habit of laziness. Another suggested shorter workouts. But it was my training partner (of course) who needled me into the proper perspective:
After patiently listening to me complain about being fat and gross and generally un-motivated, he suggested to simply eat less and stop working out. His point was this: Exercise isn't necessary if you want to be in decent shape; you can diet your way to skinny if you want to. This was the wake-up call I needed. It made me realize that I didn't want to be in "decent shape," or "skinny," I wanted to be in excellent shape--I wanted to be a shining example of human power, strength, and dedication.
I still wanted to be a bodybuilder.
And there it was.
I've said this before, standing on the other side of the equation, but it holds equally true on this end: You either want to do something or you don't--there's not a lot of gray area in between. For me, this simply meant abandoning my excuses and doing the hard work necessary to get where I wanted to go. And let me just say, it's amazing the improvements you can make in just a week when you stick to it.