Becoming a Champion: Mister Can-Do vs. Mister Plan-To-Do

It's 4:55 AM and my alarm clock goes off. I keep it away from my bed on a dresser so I have no choice but to get up to turn it off. I stumble to the dresser and hit snooze. 5 minutes later it goes off again and I grab my phone and lay there in bed. I'm thinking to myself about how tired I am and how easy it would be to shut it off and go back to bed. Then I start to think about what I really want out of life, and what I must go through to get it.

I stumble to the kitchen and hit the coffee pot, my fingers slipping the first couple times from fatigue and half asleep coordination. I throw the coffee in a large mug and drive off down the street still half asleep. The world is quiet, there are no other cars on the road, everyone is still asleep. I can't help but question myself about if this is all worth it or not. Sure, anyone can get a spark in their ass and do this here and there, but I do it almost every day.

As I begin to wake up on my drive, I come to my senses. This is my life, I live this shit on my terms. Fuck what everyone else is doing. I'm looking everyday normal life right in the eye and telling it to fuck off! I'm doing what I want to be doing, and I'm not going to stop until I'm at the top, and when I collapse God damnit I'm going to crawl!

This is what it takes to become great in anything in life. It may not be fitness, or in my case making fitness a major part of my life, but it's something. Everyone is doing something half-assed, and half-assed never prevails. You don't see someone running for a government office with a half-assed campaign do you? Do you ever see a doctor who half-assed it through medical school? So I know when I'm driving that car half asleep to the gym at 5:15 AM I'm giving this shit everything I have. That guy people talk about who is training for something and “He may be working even harder than you”… yeah, that guy is me.

When you dream long enough, and you mold your life into which catches that dream, that dream becomes reality. Nothing is going to “just happen” because it's your time. You need to grab the fucking bull by the horns and make your life what you want it to be. I'm not a doctor because I don't want to be one. Life will provide me with no fulfillment by going to medical school and making more money. I'd be looking back on my life thinking about why I didn't chase my real dreams, with all the money in the bank I could handle, I would be no happier.

A lot of ignorant people are probably looking at me like some dumb ass with some far-fetched goal of trying to make working out into something more than what it really is. I could give a fuck about those people. If you want to be one of those people it's easy enough; go get some mortgage you can't afford, a new shiny car with a steep payment each month, then go sit your ass in a Starbucks coffee shop with your Lacoste shirt and laptop, and you made it! Congratulations, you're just like every other stupid fuck who places retarded standards on himself for other peoples' critique.

I believe as the majority of us get older, we get weaker. Not just physically, but we get weak in mind. People get weak and afraid, afraid of the most ridiculous shit too! Why not break those chains and live life on your own terms? How hard would it really be to do this? You could just say fuck it all right now and do what you want to do. Why are you waiting to take a trip someplace? I'll tell you why, because you're trying to get everything in order and you won't do it until you think everything is just right and ready in your little mind. I say fuck that shit, grab 2 or 3 shirts, a couple pairs of pants, throw that shit in a book bag and do it!

If I want to go drive to the beach and go surfing, I'm going to do that shit right now. Wait a minute, you mean I'd have to pack my food and not spend any money down there? OMG, what a fucking bummer, how hard life really is! I mean God forbid I don't live like everyone else and dwell on the first pit stop I can stuff my fucking face at! A turkey sandwich on wheat and an apple? Yeah, life sucks doesn't it? Get out of that shell you're in and live your damn life already.

Do people really think watching some stupid fucking zombie killing shit on TV or a bunch of rednecks with beards and duck calls is living life? Man GTFO of here with that shit. What a boring existence that is! I will never be a normal person if that's what normal is considered.

Let me put it to you like this, it's easy to look at that guy who takes his family to Paris as a successful person. BUT, is his quality of life any better than mine if he's doing that once a year and I'm having a blast every week? It might not be Paris, but it's a beautiful place in my mind. The mountains, the beach and the ocean, the woods and streams, trying to surround myself with positive people who are doing positive things with their life. Stay away from the negativity, even if this means hanging out alone!

Breaking your mind free of the bullshit is the first step in becoming what you truly want to be in this life. If you can unchain your mind then what you once thought was a struggle is just what's normal to you. But you have to do exactly what you want to do. If it's not something you want for the right reason then of course you're not going to put in 100%.

Money is a short term motivator, I repeat… MONEY IS A SHORT TERM MOTIVATOR. The glamour and glitter will fade. People always talk about why a certain someone does what they do if they have enough money to just quit. That person is doing what they love, and that is precisely the reason they are successful at it.

This is being a champion of mind. It all starts with your mind. If you think your life is shitty it will be. If you think you're wasting your time then you are. If you think you won't succeed then you won't.

Don't fall victim to the naysayers and bullshit everyday influence of most people. Step out of the realm of a boring existence and start making your own path.

Don't just say it. Start doing it!


7 thoughts on “Becoming a Champion: Mister Can-Do vs. Mister Plan-To-Do”

  1. F***ing preach brother! I’ll be damned if you aren’t the most motivational person on the internet. Relatable, straight to the point. I like your style.

  2. The becoming of this article reminded me of an “issue” I have, depending on your perspective. I’m picky on sleep and try to get 7-8 hours a night. I wake up at 6:30 am each day to get ready for the day at a relaxed pace (that calm, in control type of energy in the beginnning of the day determines how the rest of the day plays out) and after work I go to the gym, enreprenual and business training pursuits, grocery shopping, taking care of household (apartmenthold?) tasks, etc. until often 8-9 pm and try to back in bed by 11pm each night in order to “get good sleep”.

    This leaves me very little time to pursue other activities, such as spending time with the fiancee or just really…. getting more out of life. I’ve realized recently that trying desperately to get good sleep every single night might be costing me something else.

    So my question is, how much sleep is REALLY necessary to still make progress physically? I want to put my time into other people are things that are also valuable, but having 1-2 hours each day to do that currently just isn’t fulfilling. I want to be healthy and fit, obviously…. but that on it’s own isn’t worth it.

    • life is like losing sleep to bang a stripper who came over at 3am. You dont do it all the time, and you’d do it again if you had to. The moral of the story is to wear a rubber if you start losing sleep


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