Discipline is bullshit

I get a gag reflex when people start talking about how disciplined you have to be to get fit. Discipline implies you make yourself do something you don’t want to do. But training is not hard — it’s addicting.

Nothing truly productive was ever done with discipline. It’s by definition fighting your nature. You can only do it for so long until you break yourself.

I am not fit because I’m disciplined — I’m fit because I’ve found the type of training I enjoy. When I’m rested, exercise doesn’t take any more effort than brushing my teeth.

Accept exercise not as a means to an end but as a way of being. From “I want to look like Brad Pitt in Fight Club in 6 months” to “I take care of my body everyday until I die”.

This mindset turns training from chasing to just being. Chasing is hard. You need breaks from chasing. Being is effortless.

When you stop chasing, you’ll forget about progress — this is a good thing.

Progress takes unimaginably long — focusing on the progress will drive you insane — because most days, weeks, and even months you won’t see any — and you will feel like you’ve plateued, like you’ve hit your limit — and it can be very discouraging.

Real progress takes years. The best way to get through these years is to focus on your workout right here, right now. And one day you’ll see an old picture of yourself and laugh because you’ll no longer recognize yourself.