I love his work and all he stands for with fitness.
Imagine you are a dragon slayer, and you know you’re among the very best at slaying dragons. Every day you wake up, prepare yourself for the day, sharpen your sword, and step outside to fulfill your potential on behalf of the world. Confidence abounds.
Soon you spot the first dragon of the day, and he is headed toward you in full glide. You’re ready. You have lived your whole life for this, and you know you are going to win. The dragon approaches as if it’s his responsibility to be slayed. You raise your sword just as high as your arm will reach. You look him in the eye as he dives, take aim, and time it just right. You lower your arm with all your might, and… you miss. The dragon looks back with a sardonic smile as he flies away, and you stand there in failure.
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