Secret Stash 225

I often wonder why it is so difficult to focus at times. This month we began studying neuro, and I am interested in how a man can change his mind for the better. Science says focus, like any other thought, action, or feeling, is a mere product of hormones and neurotransmitters. How amazing would it be if a man could rewire his brain to achieve maximum productivity? Think about it... we look around and we see all these super soldiers and David Goggins, and we think that the their mind is just wired like that from birth. That is false. The neural network in our brains remain plastic and can change at any age. The more we do something, the more it becomes reenforced. I must optimize. From this day forth, I shall remove all the distractions, temptations, and superficial joys of life. I must become efficient. I need to brute force this change with willpower. The human spirit is indomitable. It cannot be broken. It doesn't matter how much fucking dopamine or chemicals is pumped into my h...

Update: ZB is the country goat. HEY DRIVER. That whole album is something else. Life is finally falling back into rhythm. We emerged from the fray with many unexpected dubs but I'll take it regardless. When you're knee deep in sht and the sky is falling, all you can do is fall back on discipline and habit. Be unbreakable, UNSTOPPABLE! Eating clean once more, sleeping well once more, training consistently (besides tweaking my shoulder). The theme of today is that it's not just about us. Everyone is going through their own sht, and we have to be their for them. If we can't help them then who will? Lil bro is suffering 350 miles away while another comrade is in shambles and on his last straw. Who would I be if I couldn't even save those closest to me? It doesn't matter the scenario or the challenge, keep your head high and FIND A WAY! If I could give the younger me some advice it would be this: YOU HAVE TO BECOME THAT GUY. The one who works relentlessly until he ha...

Greetings to the future me, I will say that our previous actions were not for naught. Your hard work paid off across all fields and no ships were lost. Let us cut to the chase. I always return here when I am "in the slumps"- searching for motivation. For a spark, a burst of energy. However, there will be none this time, for today I come with an analytical mind. There was no external setback or tribulation; I am here because of an internal realization. I realized that I had become obsessed with results and outcomes. Whether it be academics, athletic milestones, or bucket list checkboxes. We always WANT more things... tech, fads, culture. DESIRE is the thief of joy. To be here and there and here again, my schedule does not revolve around my own time. I lost my zeal, and the enthusiasm for each new day has been wavering. I need to reset to when times were simpler. ROUTINE. It is the one thing I have been in need of for ages. I will have it. I will become a machine. There will be...