I found a few articles from days gone by with different tips and ideas. Here are some that I still live and stand by, ones I always have.
In all honestly, the majority of people don't give a fuck about you. They have their own shit to worry about. They don't care what you make, what you lift, or who you are. But that's fine. If you think differently, you won't for long.
Everyone wants to look at others to see which way they want to go. Everyone wants to follow. You can learn from the path others have taken but all that's going to do is give you the same results they've gotten. If you're okay with that, then that's cool. But that's never been my passion.
The Prowler? I fucking hate it. I'm not going to bullshit anyone. I absolutely hate the fucking thing. I'll let everyone else say how awesome it is. Wendler and I took it out to a football field outside of town a while back. I don't know how much weight was on there, but it wasn't a lot. We did full-on sprints. Four times through. It was hot as fuck. I finished and just lay there and wanted to die. My lungs were on fire and the smell of fresh-cut grass made me want to puke. It took everything I had to just get to my car, drive my sorry ass home, sit on the couch and slobber for three hours. After that, I told myself that I'd never push that fucker again.
The old me wouldn't listen to anything I would say to him now. We can't change shit or do things differently so why bother thinking about it? I achieved my goals. I continued to get stronger. I can help others avoid some of the stupid shit I did.
A lot of the habits that became very bad were out of necessity or lack of education. As long as they moved me forward, who cared? It was my fucking life and I did what I thought I had to do and didn't seek permission or validation to do so.
Technique matters. Let's say you're doing a squat and it's fucked up. Maybe your knees cave in and your chest keeps falling forward. Well, we could do a "strength" phase and put ten pounds on your squat pretty easily. Or we could just get your technique perfect and instantly add 50 pounds. It's your choice.
Some people are put here just to be critics. I call them assholes.
There's a big potential problem when it comes to training with percents. If I'm going to tell you to do five reps at 70 percent of your one-rep max, the first thing you have to do is figure out just what the fuck your one-rep max is. The last time you did it could have been three months ago. Let's say you benched 300 for one rep three months ago, but you don't think you could hit that now. It'd be stupid to take 70 percent of 300 pounds and put it on the bar. That may be 80 percent of your max. You may get two reps instead of the five you're shooting for. Spend more time figuring this out than you do seeking the"best" program!
Drop fat is when your stomach hangs over your belt like a fanny pack- it looks like a fucking tumor. Or wear more hoodies.
Regardless of what anyone says, training hard will make you better. There is certainly a point of diminishing returns that can and will lead to over-training, over-use, and over-reaching. However, most will never train hard enough to even know what these compound words actually mean. Moreso than strength, work ethic carries over to all areas of your life. I can live with knowing I worked as hard as I could and gave all I had and came up short- far easier than I could if I was always winning by doing the least possible. Winning fades with time; knowing I gave my all goes to the grave.
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