Secret Stash 225

My return to the country has weakened me. I gave into the ways of comfort and grew lazy. The days went by in a blur. We hooped for 3 days straight and got some good lifts in afterwards. I completed a couple technical tasks and errands required for the coming semester, but the main meat of my time was spent bummin. My will power broke slowly but surely. Each day, I would wake around noon and spend hours scrolling the phone and watching Netflix. How fkin pathetic... it doesn't matter if we're on winter break or not; a man without discipline is no different than an ape. I have returned to the city to tie up loose ends and prepare for the coming journey. Here, I shall detox my dopamine and rehab my knee. While on the drive, I learned from Andrew Huberman the importance of catecholamines. They are the source of energy recovered by sleep (so the zzz's do have a purpose), and we can run on catecholamines for days when caloric energy is insufficient. That's why we feel energize...

Update: Sunlight drapes the room through the kitchen window as the Merry Go Round of Life by Hisaishi resonates in the background. It is nice to be back home. I don't see my family much anymore, and that's why I will try to cherish these next 2 weeks. I have a feeling that these will become the "good ole' days" that we will speak of in the future. Forget the memories for now, I am here living it in this moment. I was interrupted, the stoner society returned home with a mattress strapped to the roof of the car hahahahaha nerds! Oh, I have also lost my competitive edge in board games, I just troll and have fun. went to hoop and got whipped ahhaha, redemption tmr

"I finally rest and watch the sun rise on a grateful universe." - Thanos I did it. The battle is won. Do you know what the greatest feeling in life is? Do you know what makes the sweetest of victories? It is when hard work pays off, when you set a goal and bust your ass to achieve it. The harder the challenge, the sweeter the victory! Look at Thanos, that man didn't want to save just one world, for he wanted to save the entire universe. He busted ass to get those pebbles and stones; each one came at a significant cost of willpower, precision, and perseverance. Imagine the whole legion of avengers trying to stop you from achieving your dreams...  Figure 19. Hercules & the Nemean Lion. The odds were against me. I needed a performance that seemed unachievable; higher than anything I had previously attained. I  needed to be perfect for the remainder of that block. Most gave up as the final block started but fk no, not me. The opportunity came, my window widened, I was rea...

Jobs not finished why did i slack? I was victorious in the morning but then I squandered the day... Sitting here with nothing done. All that fire I had yesterday... gone POOF! They say every loss is an obstacle to overcome, but I say the wins are even bigger obstacles. A failure keeps you hungry, it's not baseball - theres no 3 strikes and you're out. In real life, you have unlimited tries and you're only out when you give up. On the flip, winning makes you fat and content and my fatass took a nap LOL! You gotta dig deep and find a reason to win another one, back to back. GET YOUR ASS UP! It's only 7, I can still redeem the day. COME ON!!! ONLY 3 LEFT! LETS FINISH THE WEEK! Figure 18. The hands of time . If you see these hands then you are in the prime years of your life, do not squander it. Spend these years working and growing, maximize your potential!

Update: been listening to Xavier wulf , a whole vibe (whiplash'd is best). These past few weeks I gave in. I took ralph waldo emerson's "a foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds" to a whole new level. I had lost all discipline, habits, and will power. Emerson believed that man should never deny his internal instinct only to follow the habits & disciplines set by another's instincts. Why let others affect your internal nature as emerson would say. I fell trap to this, and discarded my habits. I ate whatever the fk I wanted, no hesitation. I stayed up late and slept as much as needed skipping classes and such. Lifting became more fun, there was no more routine - just whatever I wanted and whenever I wanted. I only studied when I felt like it and when I didn't, I did nothing productive. Life was easy and comfortable. In a way, I was free. I tried it but was it sustainable? No, I felt like I had stopped improving - I felt weak every time i gave i...