Rage Talks Pain

Pain.

Everyone experiences it.

But I seem to experience more pain than the average person.

Yes, there is the blood, sweat, and tears. I feel that pain on a daily basis. Not being able to catch your breath after a set, dropping your last meal on the squat rack, knees aching so bad you can’t sleep—physical pain is nothing I can’t bear.

But it’s the pain inside that makes life almost unbearable. I feel this pain constantly, except for those brief moments of mental levity, as I’m laying exhausted on the battlegrounds. The rest of the time, the pain is so great that I am close to tears. Yet, I am grateful for pain. In fact, I feel sorry for those who do not feel the pain that I feel, because I know they will lag, be happy with their current situation, and do little to improve.

I know my path and what I must do to reach my goal. This will be my reward for the pain I must endure. I have not brought this pain upon my life, I was chosen to bear this suffering. And not just for me. I bear it for all I encounter who are weaker than me, who cannot handle the pain.

I—along with those who are like me—was chosen to carry the weight of pain-filled eyes and faded smiles. We have been chosen. It is our duty to lead the way and show the rest how it needs to be done. So my friends, I am sorry if I stray from the path, but I shall not be lost. I may bend, but I will never break. I will arrive at the destination. Tried and true.

If you feel the pain, you know exactly what is causing it, and you know what I‘m talking about. That inner fire, drive, determination. I want it so bad it hurts. I am in pain because I haven’t yet fulfilled my destiny. But with every day, every set, every rep, I am one step closer. If you don’t know what I am talking about, sure you can follow. But I’m sorry my friend, you will never have what it takes.

I do. And in following the path and reaching the destination, I hope to see many more of the same pain-filled eyes. Because through these eyes, the future has been seen.

And this future, my friends, is glorious.

The time is now my friends. Do not wait for tomorrow to come. Today is it upon us. Each day is a day of reckoning.

Do YOU have what it takes?

"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat." – Theodore Roosevelt