This past week, I had a friend passing through on his way to Las Vegas for an entrepreneurial seminar. Myke came in from Calgary, and we spent a few days working, training, and chatting. Lots of chilling, eating, and great conversation took place.
Among the good eats, and long days at the coffee shops working alongside each other, we talked about training and dieting, like, a lot.
We discussed our training history, how we got into fitness, and what we’ve struggled with. Like me, Myke is a former fat boy with all of the psychological trappings associated with such a mental state.
Myke, too, has experienced his fair share of injuries as a result of intense training over the years. Alongside those injuries comes a healthy dose of the typical consequences, such as unplanned time off, lack of concern to control our diet, and lots of feeling sorry for ourselves.
This is what typically turns someone, who was once in a great shape, into the person they wish they’d never be again. It’s the story of that guy or gal who pushes too hard for too long, gets an amazing body, only to get injured and a one-way ticket back to their pre-transformation state.
I have a history of being all-or-nothing. My temperament, to put it lightly, used to be very extreme. I had a hard time accepting middle ground, or any gray [READ MORE]