At 4:01am EST my alarm goes off. It’s one of those annoying electronic alarm clocks that has an obnoxious buzzer that unfailingly rips you straight out of the dream land you were in just mere seconds ago. It’s as plain as can be, with red electronic numbers and only a couple of settings.
I’m sitting in a grungy hotel room somewhere in Montgomery, Alabama because my car isn’t ready yet. The carpet resembles a shade of 1970’s puke green. The couch, hard as a rock, is a mismatched hunter green. The walls are a shade of yellow similar to dried piss. The entire room feels grimy.
In 1938, arguably the biggest badass in the field of psychology came into this world. If you’re up with your psychology you know that wasn’t Sigmund Freud. Instead it’s a guy who isn’t near as well known, but is responsible for developments that impact your life every single New Year.
I grew up in a really small town, and went to a very small school. There were 68 kids in my graduating class. The same weight room I learned to lift in was the same weight room my Dad worked out in.
When I was 13 years old and in 7th grade I got my first taste of lifting. My friends and I used to walk into the gymnasium, and go up the stairs into an old and beat up weight room. The mirrors were dirty, the weights were old, the mats in the mat room were disgusting, and it was awesome.
Howdy, people. Hope August treated you well. September is always a fantastic time because football season is right around the corner. Which means that my Saturday and Sunday are spent watching grown men hurl themselves into each other for my pleasure, and I love every minute of it.
I knocked out 5 books in August. All of them great reads in their own right. Check out my thoughts, and if you’re looking for any of them you’ll find a link to snag it should you choose to. Enjoy!
In the year 1982, two future hall of fame NBA players faced off for an NCAA National Championship. The University of North Carolina Tar Heels featured a freshman named Michael Jordan. The Georgetown Hoyas featured a freshman named Patrick Ewing.
Both teams were complete powerhouses who had sailed through the tournament up to that point. They made for an all time great basketball game, and in this game the legend of Michael Jordan was born.
With 17 seconds to go, Jordan hit a jumper from the left wing that put the Tar Heels up for good. They won the National Championship and Jordan went on to become arguably the greatest NBA player in history.
I was recently chatting with a client of mine. This client is a classic Type A personality, one of those people who is a serious “go getter” who doesn’t fuck around about anything. We’re gonna call this client Jethro. I wish that was his real name. Jethro would be a great name.
Jethro and I have been working for a few months on a pretty intense fat loss program. One that’s been primarily controlled via diet, as most fat loss programs should be.
Jethro was lamenting the fact that he had a long run planned for this weekend, but the weather was going to be downright awful and he already had so much going on. Knowing Jethro’s program, and that it didn’t involve any running, I asked what was up.
A few weeks ago California enacted strict water conservation measures. The state is looking to cut its water usage by 25%, and citizens now aren’t allowed to water their lawns between 9am and 6pm, and are only allowed to water the lawn twice a week.
California and their water crisis can teach us a very serious lesson about stress. All we have to do is look at the reservoir.