Ok, I am sick and fucking tired of all these motivational: memes, post, videos, status- seriously fucking die already. The comment section of these stupid fucking post is horrific. One of my favorites is the “now I’m pumped to deadlift today"- which then leads to a couple of fuck heads posting their latest videos. “Kick today in the dick,” oh no shit- what if today identified as a woman, PSH and I can’t use my favorite slang word. If I had a link, I’d tagit.

It’s so fucking adorable to see all the motivated, hungry gain train riding motherfuckers out killing it every day. While I’m at it thanks for the Dick Clark style countdown to yer beast mode till death do you part deadlift session tonight at 9 pm. Holy Fucking Hey Zeus WE GET IT, you got a box of donuts and some overpriced maple flavored whiskey, and yer going get jiggy with it or whatever the fuck you weirdoes do.

Posting motivational videos, while posting pictures of yer every meal leading up until the time you feast on the iron is annoying as fuck. Yer fake it till you make it approach is obvious and yer not fooling anyone. If you’d put an eighth of the energy that you do try to look the part you might do something, but Nah it’s cool, the chicks dig it, and yer granny thinks you can lift houses. You are NOT a lion, a tiger or a fucking bear(well if yer reading this there is a small chance). So kill the bullshit post and photo shoots.

See I’ve always talked shit (hence the prowler sprints) and had nothing for anyone to take away. So here is the flip side of yer circus coin.

Motivation is bullshit; it’s like a cup of coffee yeah you feel great momentarily – soon as that shit wears off yer feeling like a sack of shit. I train with some geriatric fucks whose medical history printed on paper could parallel an encyclopedia collection. They sure the fuck aren’t motivated, hell I’ve seen Duct tape used just to get through a training session. You think that person (covered in duct tape) woke up watched a fucking video and googled some memes and was like fuck yeah let’s do this? HELL FUCKING NO!

See here’s the lesson, dedication/passion are the key ingredients to this stupid fucking sport. If you think all the top guys are gung-ho every fucking day to train yer obviously in a weed legal state. The bitching and moaning and application of salves, balms, cream, liniments, and NSAIDs that takes place before training is the real shit. Me personally- I’m going to list every single ailment and tweak I have, cause if something goes to shit, I have some excuses lined up. You dweebs see a 15-second clip of a great lift, and you assume that everything was all burritos and candy bars, get the fuck out of here.

Dedication over motivation, passion over acting, sooner or later all that false bravado bullshit gets checked, that bar-- them plates-- will call yer bluff, trust me.