Yeah, Nightstalker doesn’t totally fit. Was going for aggro.
We had a great post in our members group today from a fellow who mentioned that he might have wanted to go a little lighter and easier in his formative years of training. To his credit, he noted that he might not have been able to come to this conclusion without pushing that envelope on his own.
The thing is, showing up three times a week is so much harder than pushing through one hard deadlift or burly squat. It’s not even close. And yet, we exalt these singular moments as though there were no preamble; hell, we exalt failed reps if the lifter makes enough of a cacophony and fuss over themselves (hashtag ‘the grind’). I see this every day. Beast. Badass. Nightstalker. It’s no wonder our kids think practices are boring and nothing under 90% ceremony is worth doing–we fixate on spectacle. And it can be incredibly frustrating to swim against that current when day in and day out the most impressive things you see are the people that just keep showing up.
This is perhaps odd to admit and may come off as a humble brag, but one of my proudest achievements is putting in the work it took to squat 450 and deadlift 600 without being told how badass or whatever I was, or to have built a business without hearing some garbage like “you deserve a vacation.” What does that even mean? People in steel mills for 30 years deserve vacations, not folks who’d like to have a few more three-day weekends. I’m proud to have put in the work it took to lay the foundation. That’s its own reward, and not hearing contrived piffle meant to curry favor or flatter makes me feel like I’m acting like I’ve been here before and people are picking up on that. That’s huge to me. I hope that we have created a place where that’s celebrated too.
So I guess here’s to walking in the door. Even if the door is in your own house. When you show up, even if it’s just for yourself, you’re doing the hardest part. As the JAMC sang, that’s the hardest walk. From A to B.