Growing up I had asthma and was a sickly kid. I’d get regular headaches, had no energy, and would sleep 12 hours a day during summer vacation. I was always the fattest or second fattest kid in class.
We didn’t have snack foods (we didn’t starve, but mealtime was when you got to eat in my house) and my brothers were skinny, so the idea of a “fat gene” is something that makes sense.
In sixth grade or so our history teacher taught us about Teddy Roosevelt. Roosevelt was a weak feeble kid who went on to live life on beast mode before becoming President. That struck me as kind of cool, but also out of reach.
No one ever told me what matters more than anything else in life.
Everyone has a beginning, but your beginning is not your end.
When you’re naturally shy, low energy, fat, and sickly, you don’t want to exercise or even go outside to play. You don’t want to meet people. You want to stay home to watch cartoons all day and night.
Adults gave me some great advice along the way, although it wasn’t systematized.
“Every night go do one push-up,” an older guy at my martial arts class told me. at the time I couldn’t do a single knuckle push-up, and I must’ve been 10 or 11.
My beginning was not being able to a push-up.
Sure enough, you do a 1/4, 1/2, and 1 full push-up. Then you keep doing more.
In hindsight it makes sense.
Yet this adult who taught me so much messed his life up pretty good. He was naturally physically fit, so he had a knack for getting strong. His mindset was off, and he ended up losing his business due to a meth habit.
Mind, body, spirit.
Luckily my brain was sharp, and I had an “old soul.” Repetitive practice and drilling didn’t bore me as it did other kids. Putting work in seemed natural. Patterns emerged.
When you work harder than everyone else, you’ll make more progress than everyone else.
(Well that’s not true. Some have natural genetic talent, and no amount of training will let you out-do them. I’d never have been a champion boxer or UFC fighter, but 99% of random guys on the street wouldn’t stand a chance.)
Most of us are average in some ways and exceptional in others.
You’ll eventually find out what you’re good at if you accept that your beginning is not your end.
Is your beginning full of excuses?
Your beginning is today, and one must wonder if any of this sounds familiar.
- I can’t because I have kids.
- My situation is different.
- You wouldn’t understand.
- It won’t work.
I can’t is the recognition that your beginning is your end.
I meet guys with far more natural talent than I have.
And they (you?) fuck around.
I keep an eye on people. No one is fooling me. I know how lazy people are.
Some guy starts a podcast but can’t do an episode a week because he’s too busy chasing girls or crying himself to sleep or feeling sorry for himself or doing whatever it is that the “I can’t” crowd does.
Others have this four-hour workweek mindset where they outsource everything rather than learn the skills for themselves.
Another person never promotes other people and then cries when no one is there to promote him.
Yet another man is desperately afraid of the isolation that occurs when you begin writing for yourself, so he posts to Facebook to get lots of “likes” from his “friends.”
Most people can’t even stick to doing a video, or podcast, or blog post a day for 30 days.
And on and on it goes.
These men are better looking than I am, they know more, they are smarter, more talented, more jacked, more fit….
And they are pathetic losers.
Because they choose to be.
I find it insulting when people say they want my life.
(Your life should be better than mine.)
It should be flattering for people to say they are jealous of my life or to compliment my “good genetics.” That’s now how I see it.
As if my life just happened.
As if I didn’t grow up fat and with asthma, fight a false rape accusation for years, and develop a debilitating auto-immune disease.
Great genetics, right?!
As if one day I woke to this life.
I pushed through. I kept moving when getting out of bed was a struggle and every inch of my body was in agony.
If you can’t find the energy to work on yourself every day, that’s cool.
God help you when a real problem strikes you.
Your beginning and end are a product of focus and vision.
We all begin pathetic and weak in some ways and strong in others.
When we say we can’t do something, we are focusing on our beginning.
Of course you can’t do that today. It may take you months or decades to reach the highest level of the game.
Change your focus.
Your beginning is today, it’s what you can’t do.
Vision is what will bring you to your end.
Focus on your vision rather than your beginning.
Today is my own new beginning.
The work is never done.
I’m 38 and do not have life figured out.
I started taking Wim Hof’s breathing course.
I’m always up to something and learning something new.
Today is a new beginning, and my beginning is now the end.
Now I do whatever I want.
Because I made a choice.
My beginning would not be my end.
You can make the same choice, too.
Everyone has a beginning, your beginning is not your end.
How will your life end?
It all starts with how your day will end.
And how your hour will end.
And how this very minute will end.
The choice, as always, is yours.
Why am I passionate about helping others?
Because I know what it’s like.
I know what it’s like…
To walk home from school afraid that you’re getting to get beat up.
To wonder if your life will always be this bad.
To stress out about money, wondering if you’ll ever get ahead.
To be so fat that you don’t want to look at yourself in the mirror.
To wonder if you’ll ever be good enough.
I changed my life, and you can, too.
There are no secrets. Every answer you need is inside of you.
You need to find a way to bring out the best in yourself.
It’s all in Gorilla Mindset.