The world is brutal, and you must be brave.
I wish I could tell you otherwise. I wish I could fill your days with new barbells and kettlebells and beautiful, inspiring PRs. I wish I could tell you that the path to success is shiny and bright, and sunshine will come out of your sweet patootie.
But that’s not going to happen. And stop listening to the people who feed you that BS. The world is a much darker place. There are no f***ing unicorns. Just horses with points glued on their noses. And yeah, the world can be a cold place. And vicious. And sometimes seemingly devoid of any real meaning. You can lose yourself in the world, searching for soul.
There is soul and you know how to look for it. You must look for it. You must find it. Just because the world is brutal doesn’t mean that you get to hide yourself off from it and live the life of the complainer, the person who never gets a break, the whiner with the perpetually doomed viewpoint, certain that life’s suckerpunch is always headed for them. Don’t search for pity. Don’t settle for consolation. Fight for victory.
Salvation sits right at your feet.
Against the brutality of the world. Against the brutality of your own thoughts. Pick it up and the world gets better, at least in your own mind.
And that’s where everything starts, isn’t it? Change is born of one person, one mind, one action. Somebody who says “Yeah, this sucks but I’m not going down. Take that, you f***ers!”
But you have a barbell. You can do something. And then another thing. And another. You change. Things change. We change. Get on it.