Generally, and I’ve been noticing this trend intensify as of late, of course (when it comes to me).
You either like me, or you just HATE my guts.
Either one, no in between.
Oddly enough, thats how the whole world is doing it these with each other.
Oddly again, and maybe not, I’ve always been that sort of a person, without even meaning to know it.
The “say it like it is” attitude has no doubt contributed to this!
But even when that voice was (temporarily muffled) – I was that way.
It’s about VIBES my friend.
I state that so often on the other site.
And its true here too.
Sometimes, words aren’t necessary.
Anyway, picture the following during lunch “one fine day”.
Or not …
Yours truly didnt particularly have a good day that until then.
I got woken up earlier than my normal time of 1130 AM (earliest!) by a bunch of bozos and morons.
Upon turning on the computer, the damn thing wouldn’t work right (tho to be honest, this wasn’t one of the “Windows crashed” days I referred to in a post “bygone” as it were).
IT took a while.
But I finally got going.
Did part of a book.
On to exercising.
And first thing you know, my daughter showed up (this was BACK in the day, yes) and stood in front of me right as I was getting down from a handstand.
In the Steve Austin starrer “The Condemned” (a movie where a troupe of bad asses fight it out to see whose the last one STANDING – I say “one” because there were a lot of women – well two that I remember, actually. One fine black babe, and one somewhat fine “mamasito” if you get my drift).
Nothing but not tuned into male mentality were the filmmakers. LOL.
Not a single older white woman … and the only one white woman that there was was fine, but not fighting.
Anyway, this ain’t mentality in that regard.
IT’s about when (these guys are thrown off a helicopter of all things into blueeeeeeee water to begin their 30 hour odessey to see “who’s the last person standing” and they swim their way to the island with all the mandatory hoo haa, boob shots and what not).
One of them argues and fights and then when he gets thrown out manages to land on a metal spike going straight through his chest instead of that water.
“oops”, says the cast.
Thats not oops, says lead bad boy.
Thats a fuck up x 10!
Anyway, thats what I was going to say that day. But I didnt.
Language ,kids, and all that.
Then I got back into a handstand.
Presto, my palm got cut open. Apparently some glass laying about. Ugh!
After a volley of curses and what not, back to pull-ups.
Then the wife and daughter started hollering. Yours truly finally worked out, finished, found peace (need any more reasons as to why you should live A-frigging-lone??) and then while eating lunch apparently Mama made a comment to the tune of “stop your siren” or something when the daughter was bawlin gabout some silly thing or the other.
Yours truly did nothing except repeat “siren”.
Guess who got an earful.
And thats when I said it.
“I’m one of the very few people in this world who doesnt even need to say anything for people (the vast majority) to either hate me with a burning passion – – and a minority to LOVE me”
This may sound more fiction than fact, granted.
But that last lesson is true.
And it’s a valuable lesson for you too, if you choose to LEARN (after reading between the lines).
And it’s something I cover ALL the damn time on my coaching calls for those that get it or want to get it. (can’t take a horse to water and MAKE it drink. That damn horse must WANT to drink first).
Point of this is to say that fitness wise, you’ll either love my products, or you’ll hate them.
I’ve never heard anyone be in the middle.
But, I know which side most of you on this list will be, and are.
And thats the side I care bout.
Truly the only side to be on, my friend – the side going up.
And that concludeth this long brain fart. Have at!
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