All obstacles are self imposed, think your way out of that shit, and practice doing more, practice silencing the little voice that warms you to slow it down because you don’t NEED to do 100 burpees on a Sunday. If you are afraid to do 100 burpees on your “rest day,” then you need to do them more than you you need another day of sitting around on your ass.
There is a need to be strong still. It may not come out of necessity for work, safety, but it comes out of necessity for the spirit of man, for the livelihood and confidence of the man that holds his head high, that knows his capabilities, that walks tall and casts a shadow.
It is a different sort of strength, undefined by the weight on the bar, but by the resolve in heart, the unwillingness to give in or be bested, the steadfastness of the soul in endeavors in and outside of the 4 walls of the gym.
I have taken some time to do some serious searching as to what is my true calling, what it is that I can’t NOT talk about, that I can’t NOT come back to, and for me, it has always been being strong.