The good fight. Every day for everything is going to be some sort of struggle. Almost none of us are blessed with perfect bodies that fit into perfect psyches that respond perfectly to the food we put into them, that we don’t have to fight and claw and struggle to be better today. As a matter of fact I don’t think I have met that person.
If you are lucky enough to know one of those magical beings my guess is that they are unhappy; that they fight the daily battle between being feeling a fraud and feeling entitled. Yes, I know I am beautiful, my abs are perfectly formed and my body is flawless without needing to bust it in the gym every day. That person is going to have to fight twin demons every day.
The rest of us, the not so lucky, lucky ones get to struggle for our results. Our results are tied to our efforts so when we succeed all the credit goes to our discipline, our commitment and our willingness to fail. When we get to our pinnacle no one can say we were lucky, that we weren’t deserving, or we were in the right place at the right time. When we get to the top there will be only hard work, discipline, and commitment to stand upon.
The struggle is real yet the struggle is where the satisfaction lies. Getting results handed to you cheapens the results and diminishes the accomplishment. Get up and fight for what you want. When you fall down (and you will) get up again. Keep getting up because if you don’t, if you don’t get up you will fail forever.
Fall down seven, get up eight.