How soon is now?

Day 14, and I wake up looking forward to today's TGUs.
What is wrong with me?
From a calendar point of view, it's almost halftime.
Mathematically, TGU and swing total...I don't wanna do the math, let's just say it's waaay less than halfway.

For different reasons, 2 of my clients made me think about the same thing today:
Repetition.
Practice makes perfect
Grease the groove.
Call it what you will, but it's something too many people just don't get.

I love pull-ups. I do them lots. Hi volume, low volume, weighted, unweighted, standard, offset...any variations.
The result?
Strangely, I got freaky good at pull-ups.
Two of the guys I trained today are at different stages of their physical journey. One of them has bought into the practice makes perfect thinking, the other hasn't.
"I wanna be good at pull-ups. But I don't do them. Because I'm not very good"
It's not even a brain teaser is it?
Someone once said to me - and I swear this is true - "you're always doing pull-ups, how did you get so good at them?"
Really, this is true.
I'm no scientist, but I'm pretty sure studies have proven that the way to get good at something is to do it correctly, repetitively, regularly...again, not a brain teaser.

So is today's blog simply me boasting about pull-ups?
Of course.
And of course not.
It's me saying this:
We'd all like to be better at something, whether that thing is being a better athlete, friend, partner, parent, pet owner, it really doesn't matter.
What matters is that mostly, the thing we really want to be better at is also the thing we shy away from taking steps to improve. Because we're not very good at it.

Me?
I'd like to be a better version of me.
Evolution or Revolution.
Whatever it takes.
When?
Now.
Because...
There is only now, yet the clock is always ticking.
Left foot. Right foot.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Wax on. Wax off.
Keep on moving forward.
And be all that you can be.

General out.