by Esteban on Sun Nov 23, 2008 8:49 pm
I understand the feeling of being low on motivation. I've been there. One thing to learn, though is that if you are low on motivation, go find it. Like you have tried to do by asking others. Great. You are searching. Because like most useful things it ain't gonna kick in your door to find you. Motivations change from time to time, but the vision I describe below has kept me going this year.
I have read about and believe in the benefits of writing down visions of the things you want to achieve. Knowing why you want something is a big step toward having it, and taking the time to write about what you want helps you know why you want it. This includes your reasons for participating in physical fitness activities like strength training or bodybuilding. Thus some time back I wrote of how I envision my return home around the Christmas holidays of 2008 after nearly a year abroad, living well and training hard. My vision of "The Homecoming" is meant as a daily personal inspiration for me to continue a disciplined and industrious lifestyle that includes the benefits of intense strength training and physical fitness. Maybe the best inspiration comes from within, and for some people nothing else is necessary. I understand and on many levels share the mentality of “do it for yourself and nobody else” and “don’t concern yourself with what other people think.” But I would be lying if I denied that the perceptions, notice and comments of other people also serve as inspiration for me. Whether my homecoming will bear any resemblance to the vision I have created is irrelevant. For me this vision of “The Homecoming” serves as motivation for me in the gym and elsewhere, and it also serves as a short-hand code of conduct for handling the situation.
And you, amigo? What do you think about? What visions of the long and short term future drive you? Here's mine at the moment:
Questions: Why muscles? Why fitness?
Answer: The Homecoming
My body is tall, thick, wide, muscular, lean, well-defined and hard as granite. Through my shirt one can see the broad muscles in my back, chest and shoulders, and the flatness of my abdomen. My sleeves are folded up casually to three-quarter length exposing tan skin, powerful muscles and veins in my forearms and hands. Though nobody can see my legs through my pants I know my quads are like tree trunks and my calves flex into softballs. Even from across the room it is obvious there is something physically different and superior about me in comparison to other people. I shake hands with and hug my friends and family and they can feel how big, strong and hard my body is. I chuckle dismissively as I receive teasing compliments from my brothers that I look like I’ve been keeping myself “in pretty good shape.” At other social events I visit with people -- former co-workers with beer bellies holding drinks and cigarettes, or the scrawny ones with pale skin who rarely get out from behind their desks, or the women with fat lazy husbands who spend every week-end in front of the television, and even the average folks who are simply physically unremarkable. They all look me over when they think I can’t see it, touch my arm or shoulder during conversation, and ask how things are going for me, thinking something like, “Shit. Life must be good. He looks like a million bucks. Did he always look like this and I just didn’t notice before?” The men want to look like me, and the women want to be with me, because I have a dominating physical appearance of size, strength and confidence. I am noticeably healthy, well-exercised, well-fed and well-rested. I talk to everyone with complete and casual confidence knowing they are impressed with my physical stature. I am quietly and internally conscious that because I have crafted a powerful body I have changed my life and health for the better which gives me confidence, and thus I carry an aura of prosperity and security, and I am the physical Alpha in the room no matter who is around. People who are powerful in other ways are attracted to my power and want to associate with me. Yet what makes all these features of my physical appearance so much more impressive and attractive to others is that I am authentically humble, well-groomed and fit, but at the same time non-chalant about my appearance, as if my features require no conscious effort to acquire or maintain. Of course I know this is not true. I worked my ass off for this body and its benefits of health and appearance. But vanity, a useful servant to achieve some goals, is a very bad master and highly unattractive to other people. Thus I will not admire my own reflection in the restaurant window, nor will I make gratuitous displays of my muscles, nor will I broach the subject of working out or nutrition at social gatherings, nor will I agree to do something like arm-wrestle the drunk guy who went to the gym a few times this year. Dignity, grace, joy, a warm friendly smile, and above all calm STRENGTH, will be the prominent features that others perceive in me when I go home to visit over the holidays this time. Amen.