It you came up and poked me in the tit right this moment, I’d crumple to the ground. I’m sore. Very sore. As I like to tell people, I am doing acid — lactic acid. Doing a bootcamp at 5 a.m. will do that to you. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I like to look for meaning in strange places. I usually get some pretty hefty life lessons out of my morning workouts. Our coach, Paul Lacoste, likes to say “it’s not where you start, it’s where you finish.” Or as Paul Thorn says, “Everyone looks good at the starting line.” For me, this morning was about the importance of putting in the effort. To make the most out of my time on the field.
I’ve done the PLS bootcamp 10 times. When I push myself hard, I see amazing results. When I cut corners, not so much.
See the metaphor? It’s not just a workout routine where effort matters. It’s your job. Your marriage. Your health. Your kids. Your friends. Your life.
You get out of life what you put in it.
Whatever you do, throw your heart into it. And you will be amazed at what you receive in return.
I got to run. Not as in “to run.” I need to go teach a class. I had this same conversation with my son this morning. I’ll have it with my students, too.
You get out of life what you put in it.
Just don’t poke me in the tit.