
The only person I compete against is myself. Am I pushing myself as hard as I can? Am I giving 100%? Is my performance improving? Am I eating healthy? Am I not smoking? Am I getting enough sleep?
My old self, Jeff 1.0, doesn't like P90X. He wants to make excuses to skip workouts. He wants to coast and give less than 100%. He wants to eat crappy food. He wants to smoke a Marlboro Light. He wants to stay up late. He wants to keep Jeff 2.0 from coming to be.
You get the picture? When I do my Kenpo X, I'm kicking and punching Jeff 1.0. It's Me versus Me. It's Jeff 1.0 versus Jeff 2.0. Every day, every workout, I'm fighting the Jeff 1.0 that wants to park my ass on the sofa and stuff me with nachos while I watch hours of non-calorie-burning television and chain-smoke cigarettes.
I can't let Jeff 1.0 win. He's the son-of-a-bitch who fattened me up to 305 pounds, destroyed my health and nearly killed me with a triple bypass at the young age of 47. How dare he.
It's Me versus Me and I am going to kick Jeff 1.0's ass.
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