RogueLion
10-17-07, 6:33 pm
My mind is a fucking stormcloud, my body is being assailed from all directions. I'm surrounded by sadness and negativity...the cold dark world is closing in...
Fuck it, I am the master of my destiny. I will succeed where others fail, I will strive for greatness through the strife and chaos of the world, I will outwork, outsweat, out think the opposition. When you got nothin to lose is when you make the most gains...where the walls are closing in and your battle with dreams and dragons is draining you...time to break through it and show the world what your capable of.
My thoughts today, and yesterday, and the day before, and the week before. Today I decided I couldn't take it anymore. Time to lift...
Deads. Worked my way up to 500...and inevitable failure. So what? Dropped to 405 and repped it out 8 times. Dropped to 315 repped it out 15 times.
My body is a shell for the potential of my greatness. No lift could exhaust me, no weight, no amount of reps, or sets could tire me out. My hands ripped open, my forearms cramped and quivered, my veins were ready to burst, still I could not stop... people were frightened, they stared... they fueled my rage and determination....I kept telling myself, no one can help me but myself, and no one can help her but me... "I am the master of my destiny."
3 hours later I stumbled out of the gym, my body trembling and spent. I felt better. But how long will it last? Until tonight, when my demons again haunt me? Or tomorrow when reality comes crashing down upon my shoulders?
That is the battle I face, and I'm sure you face. I am hungry...always hungry.
"Deus Impeditio Esuritori Nullus" -No god can stop a hungry man.
Peace. RL
Fuck it, I am the master of my destiny. I will succeed where others fail, I will strive for greatness through the strife and chaos of the world, I will outwork, outsweat, out think the opposition. When you got nothin to lose is when you make the most gains...where the walls are closing in and your battle with dreams and dragons is draining you...time to break through it and show the world what your capable of.
My thoughts today, and yesterday, and the day before, and the week before. Today I decided I couldn't take it anymore. Time to lift...
Deads. Worked my way up to 500...and inevitable failure. So what? Dropped to 405 and repped it out 8 times. Dropped to 315 repped it out 15 times.
My body is a shell for the potential of my greatness. No lift could exhaust me, no weight, no amount of reps, or sets could tire me out. My hands ripped open, my forearms cramped and quivered, my veins were ready to burst, still I could not stop... people were frightened, they stared... they fueled my rage and determination....I kept telling myself, no one can help me but myself, and no one can help her but me... "I am the master of my destiny."
3 hours later I stumbled out of the gym, my body trembling and spent. I felt better. But how long will it last? Until tonight, when my demons again haunt me? Or tomorrow when reality comes crashing down upon my shoulders?
That is the battle I face, and I'm sure you face. I am hungry...always hungry.
"Deus Impeditio Esuritori Nullus" -No god can stop a hungry man.
Peace. RL