Words To Fire You Up: Part One

A collection of words from past posts:

• You can beat me. But not defeat me.

• It's time to stop playing "Little Suzie was a good girl and gets a treat" and start playing "Little Suzie wants 20 f***ing pull-ups."

• Adjust your own attitude. Weave your own hope. Life will get better when you get better.

• Do what tightens your throat and drops your heart into your stomach: it's the only way to find out what you've really got.

• Throw yourself right on the damn line again, pain and scars and all.

• Because once you truly experience the power of the barbell, you can't ever go back.

• CrossFit is a drug, like they say. If I was cut off from it, I really don’t know what I would do. At this point, I am willing to throw rocks through car windows and steal spare change in order to feed my habit. I am an addict. Ragged calluses are my track marks.

• What are you afraid of? Just admit it . . . and free yourself. No one gives your fears any power but you.

• For an hour a day, you get to take all of society’s polite expectations and old baggage and haunts of years gone by and throw that sh** in the corner.

• Yell at your barbell, if you need to. Glare at it, scowl at it, get good and mad at it. Drop it, manhandle it, call it bad names.

• Be brave. Choose better. And change.

• Even if your life is seriously f***ed, you will have to save yourself.

• You already know in your heart what you are and who you are. What you might not know is what you could truly become.