Saturday, 11 December 2010

It's what we do.

You wake up tired.
Your joints are stiff.
Every injury you ever had is, at the very least, whispering in your ear. Some of them are shouting.


You do what you have to do, what you had planned to do:


45 minute outdoor Kettlebell class.
2 hour strength-endurance training.
30 minute pad session.


You get home and you want to sleep, or at least to lie down.
But instead you have to do something...


For reasons that only a few of us understand, you have to do 11 Turkish Get-Ups, and 300 swings.


And you do this anyway, regardless of how tired you are.
And you know, as you do it, that you are not alone...


"These are the precincts of pain.
 A Goddess lives here.
 Her name is Victory"




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