Friday, February 10, 2012

   Another few days of running in the books. My feet hurt, my legs are satisfyingly tired, and my body feels wonderfully used up. I have to say, it really does hurt so good. I've been working out pretty solidly since i was 14 yrs old. Freshman year I started boxing in the basement of a neighbors basement down the street, and I've never looked back. True, I've gone through periods of boredom and burn out...but I was never truly myself, unless I was pushing my body to it's limits. Not always responsibly either. I'm just as guilty of causing myself injury, as someone pushing me along the way. But through the years, I've learned to listen more and more to my body. Maybe not quite as much as I should yet, but I'm getting there.
   You don't want to admit to yourself that age plays a factor to your capabilities, but it does. It doesn't have to hinder you though, not if you listen to it and treat it right. Your body can still be capable of taking you places you wouldn't believe, if you give it the chance. Rest more if need be, eat a few more grams of oatmeal (yes i measure out my food, old habit), take a long, relaxing, hot bath. Go get yourself a massage, you deserve it. Your BODY deserves it. These are things I'm told at least. And yes, I do need to do them. Beast Mode needs a well oiled and well fueled vessel if it's expected to dominate. Even Beast Mode can't save you from injury.
   Nevertheless, Beast mode will help pull you through those tough times. When you wake up and it's hard to roll out of bed and lace up those shoes, when your body is trying to defy you because yes it's sore, but a good sore...you can still get that last dead lift in Beast Mode, you can get in those last few miles in Beast mode. Treat your body right, and it's damn near comic book heroic in Beast Mode...

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