The Book of Answers
Wouldn’t it be great to have the real Book of Answers?
How many days until I get real pull-ups?
What weight should I put on the bar for this snatch?
Why can’t I get that jerk over my head?
What should I do with my life?
Where are my keys?
Will she ever love me again?
But there is no real Book of Answers, not in the gym, not in life. Only, if you’re smart, the Book of Questions. And, if you’re dumb, the Book of Dumbassery, where the story ends exactly the same as it begins because you never learn a damn thing from your experiences and you’re condemned to repeat them. Sisyphus with the stone. Except it’s you and a barbell that just rains down on you, again and again.
You don’t want that. Trust me.
So, today’s lesson is don’t be a dumb ass. Stop looking for the Book of Answers. Just work hard and love more.
Listen, absorb, adjust. Examine what you’re doing, and change what needs to be changed. Toss your ego and try again.
And wear yoga pants because even if you’re a dumb ass today, your butt can still look smart.