It continually astounds me how many people consciously choose mediocrity. They claim that they are seeking excellence, but they won’t follow proper progressions. They don’t want to train hard. They refuse to follow the advice of experts. They whine about being bored.

The mediocre insist on freedom from structure and stress. They float about like a butterfly, sampling a little of this and a little of that. God forbid that a trickle of sweat might mar their placid, content faces. They need to be tickled and entertained. They need constant validation; someone eternally whispering in their ear … you are special … you are unique. They wallow in a sea of unearned self esteem.

And then one day they realize that all of their training has been a sham. Really nothing more than a glorified edition of adult t-ball where everyone always wins; when in reality no one has.

And they moan about how ‘hard’ they have worked with nothing to show for it.

Get a grip, people. Strength does not work that way. You must earn what you get. If you want to get strong, pay the price. Stop prancing about on the sidelines and buckle down. The knowledge is here; use it.

More sweat. More sacrifice. Less bullshit.

End of rant.

Coach Sommer
Death to bullshit