But why am I suddenly unhappy. Why am I searching for all the things that once made me happy, only to find that they’re gone. So why can’t life ever be a constant, consistent, promising thing. Because I feel like my ability to firmly grasp my security is slipping away, making me vulnerable…and vulnerable means impressionable which in turn makes me run. I thought I was done running away.
~ What Are You Made of?: The Grind
The Grind is that time in your physique transformation where you just put your head down and grind it out.
It’s often the time between the initial fast “newbie” results and the final results. Changes are occurring in your body, but you may not see them from week to week.
Mentally, The Grind is…
- A man: I want happiness.
- Buddha: First remove "I," that's ego, then remove "want," that's desire. See? Now you are left with happiness.
