I can’t will it out of you. I can’t pull the effort from you. I can’t tug on your heart and make this beautiful accomplishment appear, like a magician with …
Every day, in so many ways, you get to choose: Are you light? Or are you shadow? Do you stand up and say what you believe? Or do you hide? …
You want more? Then go get more.
Usually remembering my strength is not a problem. But sometimes I forget.
Just because folks foist their ideas on you doesn’t mean you have to take them. Maybe, sometimes, you should stop listening.
When the results aren’t favorable, few people want to accept personal responsibility. Came in fifth on the workout? “Those guys are beasts. Born that way.” Lose a job? “My boss …
The cold steel, the hard sole of your lifting shoes, the way your body reacts to the stress of the weight, the way the burden settles onto you and presses down but, still, you hold steady. Listen to the bounce of the bumpers against the floor. See the chalk particles drift through the air.
She stood there and gave me a staredown that would make a mugger give back a purse.
If you can’t rise above, then rise through.
As long as you’re breathing, it’s never too late to change. It’s never too late to make your life better.