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Progress Is Uneven.

Neuro

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Things I’ve reminded myself of daily and weekly over the last year:

Progress is uneven. You’ll drop two pounds one week, nothing the next three, then wake up looking shredded on a random Tuesday. The body doesn’t operate on your preferred timeline. It never will.
Some shows will go poorly. Bad lighting. Questionable judging. Flat muscles from a miscalculated peak week. You’ll bomb at least one competition. Probably more. Every pro has stories about shows that went sideways.

Feedback will sting. Judges will write things that hurt. Your coach will point out flaws you thought you’d fixed. The critique isn’t cruelty. Growth requires honest assessment.
You will question yourself. Deep into prep, exhausted, hungry, depleted your brain will manufacture doubts. “Why am I doing this?” That thought visits everyone. It means nothing.

The mirror will lie under fatigue. You’ll look worse at 8% body fat than you did at 12% because glycogen depletion and sleep deprivation distort perception. Trust measurements. Trust your coach. The mirror becomes unreliable precisely when you need confidence most.

Here’s the critical part:
None of this means you’re failing.
Read that again.
The ancient Stoics had a practice called voluntary hardship deliberately choosing difficulty to build resilience. Seneca took cold baths, fasted intentionally, slept on hard surfaces. Not punishment. Training.
We just call it prep.
Or life, just depends on the season you’re in.

The discomfort isn’t a sign something went wrong. It’s the point. You’re stress-testing yourself physically and mentally, building the kind of person who can execute under pressure when it actually counts.

-Neuro 🫡
 
Things I’ve reminded myself of daily and weekly over the last year:

Progress is uneven. You’ll drop two pounds one week, nothing the next three, then wake up looking shredded on a random Tuesday. The body doesn’t operate on your preferred timeline. It never will.
Some shows will go poorly. Bad lighting. Questionable judging. Flat muscles from a miscalculated peak week. You’ll bomb at least one competition. Probably more. Every pro has stories about shows that went sideways.

Feedback will sting. Judges will write things that hurt. Your coach will point out flaws you thought you’d fixed. The critique isn’t cruelty. Growth requires honest assessment.
You will question yourself. Deep into prep, exhausted, hungry, depleted your brain will manufacture doubts. “Why am I doing this?” That thought visits everyone. It means nothing.

The mirror will lie under fatigue. You’ll look worse at 8% body fat than you did at 12% because glycogen depletion and sleep deprivation distort perception. Trust measurements. Trust your coach. The mirror becomes unreliable precisely when you need confidence most.

Here’s the critical part:
None of this means you’re failing.
Read that again.
The ancient Stoics had a practice called voluntary hardship deliberately choosing difficulty to build resilience. Seneca took cold baths, fasted intentionally, slept on hard surfaces. Not punishment. Training.
We just call it prep.
Or life, just depends on the season you’re in.

The discomfort isn’t a sign something went wrong. It’s the point. You’re stress-testing yourself physically and mentally, building the kind of person who can execute under pressure when it actually counts.

-Neuro 🫡
I get it…

Mirror = shadows on the wall.
Eudaimonia = btw of measured stats.
Pro Card = Sun’s Light outside the Cave of Imposed Imprisonment?
 
You guys are as wonderfully eccentric and fucked up as always. I love it. Had a professor who once remarked that he had been through all the philosophy he could and came back to Plato because he was the only one who put love at the center of his philosophy. Love of wisdom, sexual love, brotherly love, familial love, and so on. When you think about it, love really is at the center of everything (including, by the way, which test esther you use, as its "love of fat" (i.e., how lipophilic it is) is what determines how quickly it is used in the body.)

Been out of the game for over six months because I had the "roto rooter" prostate surgery to enable me to piss like a champ again. Worked, but lost a fair amount of mass. Slow and steady and turtle like now, but back at it. Be well.
 
You guys are as wonderfully eccentric and fucked up as always. I love it. Had a professor who once remarked that he had been through all the philosophy he could and came back to Plato because he was the only one who put love at the center of his philosophy. Love of wisdom, sexual love, brotherly love, familial love, and so on. When you think about it, love really is at the center of everything (including, by the way, which test esther you use, as its "love of fat" (i.e., how lipophilic it is) is what determines how quickly it is used in the body.)

Been out of the game for over six months because I had the "roto rooter" prostate surgery to enable me to piss like a champ again. Worked, but lost a fair amount of mass. Slow and steady and turtle like now, but back at it. Be well.
My friend my brother. I must of conjured you up. Had you on my mind.

Still building go fast motors?

Glad you’re ok! Can’t keep a good man down
 
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