Motivation

weightlifting is the most comforting part of my life
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If you can't do it, then you probably don't really want it.

I never started with specific goals, other than the unrealistic expectations I put on my strength progression, considering perma linear gains. Later on I would continue to exercise and gain a decent amount of weight, being mostly lean, and have my expectations shattered by the piss poor gains I have achieved, despite exercising 3-4 days a week for several months. Once again, I would start back at square one and try 5/3/1, completely dig shit gains once again. Later still I would start a 5/3/1 with some strongman equipment and get...strong, and a little bigger.

The most recent breakthrough was when I actually started training with volumes respective to my ability to handle them. This put me over the edge, weighing about 20lbs heavier than my starting weight 4 years beforehand, at only a couple percentage points higher. Considering I’m young and naturally athletic, these numbers are not very impressive.

The whole experience was rather demoralizing, not that I could have done much about it outside if making major lifestyle changes in anticipation of being fucked over - which has proven to be a really good idea.

The point of my autistic monologuing is that even as someone who has been relatively dedicated and to this day hasn’t given up, the standards you have to set for yourself about these things can be agonizing the whole way through. Not that you’ll experience the hardships I have and make the mistakes I did in my personal life and over my lifting career, but it’s possible. And in light of these things, you need to set your expectations for these things really low, and the expectations of yourself increasingly high.

When I look back it was all worth it for the experience. Straight up, 100%. Never take a second of it back. I do not believe I ever regretted working out, or if I did I don’t remember it. I remember waking up early and feeling tired/sore, but there is only a persisting feeling of pride in the slow, exasperating progress.

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Gotta just do it my guy
Doesn’t matter how you’re feeling that day, if you’re sad, nervous, whatever. Treat it with the same respect as work or school.

Motivation just gets you started.
Discipline and habit keeps you going.
But I would strongly recommend you to watch motivational videos from time to time and remind yourself why you started

youtube.com/watch?v=B8MUwT90TJ0

I will never understand this feel. If i didn't lift weights i would have killed myself a long time ago, it's the only thing that makes me genuinely happy. Off days are like torture to me, i'm so bored that i just end up walking around town after work.

If you don't enjoy lifting, get on a different program, or do something else.

I don't, I just go to the gym depressed and tired.

>Henry Rollins
youtube.com/watch?v=TVlNfo1tgXM

There is no such thing as motivation. You just give yourself no other choice. You just go. Because you have to. No need to choose.
I run every day. I don't even think about it. I just go, because I have to. I don't let another choice get in my head.

Discipline

i don't have any motivation. i lift so i can release a bit of my daily frustration of being alive.
also, since every food tastes bad for me and i don't get any sort of pleasure by eating, it's easy to maintain a diet. so why not lift

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