En brera, psycho, sideline, or in the game…

Life is hard – Thanks, M. Scott Peck. Pain is inevitable. Misery is a choice. Chronic pain is the enemy. Embrace the pain and suffering that comes with the acute stuff. Good. You, most likely don’t get it and the problem is you think you do. Yes, I’m talking to you…

Yesterday George, my nearly 82 workout buddy, told me he hasn’t tasted his food in years since his pancreas surgery. He said this while smiling and toweling off his early morning sweat. He wasn’t whining either. He was simply responding to my barrage of questions as I continue to try to figure what makes this old psycho tick. He’s had severe arthritis in his sternum since they cut him in half years and years ago, yet, there he was walking next to me on the treadmill getting in his daily dose of 8 miles all while talking up a blue streak and smiling. En brera.

Taylor, our son, has had work on his mouth for years getting his teeth right. He was born without a tooth and had to wear braces for years. A few weeks ago he went up for a header during soccer practice and was greeted in the mouth by a teammates elbow. His teeth are a mess once again. He’s been running to the ER, the Dentist office, and class, class, class. Yet there he is back on the pitch getting in his daily dose of practice. En brera.

This morning a handful of PJ’s tribe joined me for a little core work before their conference began in earnest. They got up early while it was dark and made their way over for thirty minutes of acute pain working on their core. Here’s the problem. Only a handful actually “got in the game.” The majority showed up alright, they just failed to get after it. They watched. They sat on the sideline and made all kinda good excuses as they did so. You gotta do more than just show up, my friend. You gotta get in the game. Are you getting this? Good.

Life is hard. The majority opt out or make all kinda excuses for not getting in the game. You gotta have a strong CORE to stand. You gotta have one to live out your OPUS. And, you’ve got to be a disciplined psycho to PoP it out year after year after year. Living out your OPUS is hard. Are you sure you’ve learned this, my friend? You know how you’ll know, right? Good. En brera, remember.

No alternative…