I got sick before Christmas and lost 30lb off my bench. It was disappointing, as I was on track to hit my end of year aim. I had all the momentum. I’d used discipline to transform the systems I’d reverse engineered into habits, and they were carrying me to my aim like a surfer on a tsunami.

Getting sick not only robbed me of what had seemed like an inevitable victory, but put me back in the vicinity of where I was when I started this specific mission back in August.

I could feel it happening. My power slipping away. A thick soup dragging me back into weakness. I could feel it all over me, plugging up my pores, sludge clogging up my veins 

Coming back to the gym I felt weak and soft and brittle, like a baby bird… but I pushed through, and am now half way  back to where I was… but it’s speeding up now… and now I can really feel the momentum kicking in. I can almost see it, like a glowing force field of energy crackling around me, rushing through me, cursing through my veins, like something from an 80s anime

Momentum is the most powerful force in an individual life. It is unfathomably powerful, it is constant… and it only goes in one direction - forward, or backward.

Thank God, we get to decide which direction that is.