Turd Shift Ramblings
Here it is just past midnight eastern, and I’m doing more vampire hours work. All in a day’s work for those making the world safe for wireless telephony. Yessuh. *looks around and scratches his unruly hair.*
Reading Marine Corps books has been inspirational. This book was neat in that it was a kind of Marine Corps version of Sun Tsu.
It basically broke down conflicts and explained one way of dealing with them. I can see ways to apply it to my day job, as well as to my motivations to train harder with my fitness.
Another one I am midway through and appreciating is:
This involves following a platoon of new recruits through the processes of Parris Island, the Marine Corps’ training grounds. I like it because it is rife with examples of people having to push past their previous limits into new territory before feeling stronger.
It’s the work I do between the ears that makes my training effective. I give more to improving my fitness and nutrition when I’m motivated all the way down to my very core.
When I used to try and lose weight, I’d “want” to lose weight. I’d eat something horrible, and then feel bad, because I really was hoping to lose weight. I’d work out a little harder when I remembered to work out. Seemed like the right thing to do. I’d look at fit people and never quite understand how they got that way. Genetics, right?
It’s so different when you commit to it. When you burn away all the other options. When you open the door to all the good things that will come from your efforts. I am moving with velocity towards my next adventure. I am building skills, doing everything better, and burning pure passion for fuel.
For Fred’s sake, stop TRYING. Listen to Yoda. Just do. It. (I had to add that “it.”) Remove the options and commit.
I am living a 100% better life since I made the choices I’ve made over the last 16 months. How about you?
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