So after about one year of training to get my body in the best shape as possible I lost my momentum. I remember the very first days of training were kind of hard but yet easy because I never put myself at the level of intensity as I did on the first day. Working hard today only makes tomorrow easier which is something I learned through training endlessly during that period. This journey, if that’s what you want to call it, is basically like a flight. My teachable moment is basically learning or doing something new is basically like a flight. Taking off is the part that requires the most fuel consumption because the plane is accelerating from 0 to 170 miles per hour. Taking off was the hardest part for me because that was the stage that I was building the most momentum. I was in the gym and running constantly and for the first month I felt like I was getting nowhere. At this point It was the demons that started to creep into my mind and tell me to quit. I basically told the demons to fuck off by continuing the accelaration by continuing to train. After Another month It was when I started to see some progress and at this point is when I realize I was midway down the runway. I told myself I couldn’t stop
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