We made it, damn.
30 blogs in 30 days. All original content. Some more valuable than others. Nonetheless, the goal has been achieved and I can’t help but release a little sigh of relief. Relief, because I have reached a milestone moment where I can take it all in for a minute to reflect, appreciate, analyze, then prepare my mind for the next commitment. 29 blogs in 29 days but I have been saving this one for last. I have a small announcement that I have refrained from sharing on social media, until now.
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29 days.
29 times I have sat in front of this screen to share my thoughts. 29 lessons, not just for those who read this, but for me as well. 29 winning moments as each published blog although never perfect, was exceedingly proficient. Some days I struggled. Some days writing felt effortless. Some days this and that, but all days I showed up. The purpose of committing to delivering a blog post everyday was to breakthrough. On day 27, I felt that breakthrough. It took 27 days back to back to back pouring my heart into a computer screen to finally feel the suffocating weight on my shoulders from my fears of writing to be lifted. 4 For 30 proved to me what I am capable of producing. Now that bar has been set, there is no going back. Although I felt a major breakthrough two days ago, I want to note that there have been plenty of days I have had to force my ass into the chair to write. It never gets easier, you just get better. That’s exactly what I want the message of this blog to be…life does not get easier, you just get better. Wow. I just want to say thank you. 4 For 30 received over 1200 reads in the last 24 hours!
I didn’t receive as much hate mail as I first anticipated, probably because none of the women in my past are reading my blog about love. For those who did read it, I am incredibly grateful and honored you would take 10 minutes out of your day to read something by a random stranger you are friends with on social media. Yes, a lot of the readers are personal friends of mine, but, about 98% of my audience are those who I have never met face to face before. Before I dive into what I slightly have mapped out in my mind for tonight’s read, I want to make a comment… I find it ironically comedic that the mass majority of those who follow me requested to hear relationship advice from me. haha. I will not go into a long list of pitfalls with past relationships, I’m sure I will receive a handful of messages from women in my past that might beg to differ on what I have to say.
In that sense, I write this blog tonight completely open and willing to let it out. Get brutally honest. Maybe it will flow out poetically like a Bon Iver jam session at AIR Studios. Or maybe it comes out like absolute dog shit and I shall wake up tomorrow and live another day. I will start by saying I often find my own relationships and experiences to be great lessons that should be shared. This might sound crazy, but, I feel like I am the real life Hitch mixed with Good Luck Chuck. Haha… You can laugh. I have fucked up so many relationships in fact, that I feel as if I can give the greatest insight and introspective on love and relationships, but often find myself battling the same words I speak. Sounds a lot like the story line of Hitch… Oh, and the Good Luck Chuck… Well, all of the serious girlfriends I have had in the past are now madly in love with who I assume they will all marry. I am sure a few of you can relate to that. Here I am, yet again. 10 O’clock on a Saturday night sitting, staring at a computer screen. Music cranked to drown out the party noise coming from the apartment upstairs. With all the blood in my arms and biceps and not my brain, I thought this would be the perfect opportunity for a Saturday night rant. I haven’t just ranted for a minute and today I am in one of those gritty moods.
I sit here, a familiar scene for a Saturday night in my life, and I listen to the thuds and bangs coming from above my room as the chatters of college students and mumble rap music make for a “lit” evening for such a crew. Now, I am not going to be the fun crasher and point fingers to say that having fun and partying is wrong, but, this scene is nothing new. In fact, since moving into a new apartment a handful of months ago, I have found myself sitting in my room writing many of these blogs to the sounds of the chaos happening only a few boards above my head. There is about 10 feet between me and them. The difference, only 10 fucking feet. Are you in shape or do you just have muscles?
Performance is so much deeper than aesthetics. Recently, I have found myself caught between two worlds. The world of anaerobics and the world of aerobics. On one side, I want to grow, build muscle, pack on weight. On the other side, I want to wrestle, run, grapple and increase my aerobic efficiency while maintaining a lower bodyweight to compete at. Two worlds completely opposite from one another. What I love about this dynamic is the variety of movements, positions, and stress my body is under due to the contrast of training styles. Although a lot of people also follow similar training methods by mixing anaerobics and aerobics, I do see one major flaw in the world of weight lifting. Time and time again I see guys in the gym all jacked up bench press 4 plates, yet at the same time can’t run a quarter mile or do a one legged squat. I have really been liking the vlog content lately. I want to get in front of the camera more to give you a visual on our journey. Congratulations to the two winners of OvHERtime and Counter Attack! I’ll admit, tonight, I almost gave up on the last three weeks progress and not write a blog for today. The last hour I battled with the inner voice trying to tell me I had put in enough work, that, I have been creating media and content since 8am and I have done enough. I was using this as justification to not to write a blog entry supplying you with 9 For 30.
I almost, for a split second, wasn’t going to write this. I mean who reads this shit anyway? Since you know this not to be the case, for the purpose of tonight’s blog, I want to talk about something known as the “5 Second Rule.” The 5 Second Rule has held great importance in the world of dropping food or ingestibles on a surface rather questionable in cleanness, but, how does this rule apply to other parts of our lives? The rule is based on the premise that there is a short period of time when a question is asked that you have to take action in response. How the 5 Second Rule works Today, OvHERtime arrived in Great Falls. Here is my 1 min vlog teaser. More vlog content coming soon. I would love to hear your initial feedback on this! |
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