Know Thyself

The fight is won or lost far away from witnesses.

Behind the lines, in the gym, and out there on the road.

Long before I dance under those lights.

Theory is not mastery. Repetition is.

If its systematic you can improve it, over and over again.

Muscle memory, miling, the neural connections go from forming a little string, to turning it into a cable wire.

But what I’ve learned is you don’t control everything in life.

You don’t control what you look like, or how to keep your heart beating, your lungs breathing, and your body from degenerating.

You don’t control who comes into your life and you certainty don’t control all of the lessons that the universe has in store for you.

So you can’t possibly account for how everything will work out, but you know your destiny.

You know what you want and you know why you want it on the deepest level.

And thoughts you can control.

Thoughts contain matter. Thoughts influence actions.

So the self talk is not hubris, or false pride, but its affirmation.

Its an understanding who you really are.

Who else is going to tell you, you are the greatest?

But you always carry your humility with you.

And you carry the same will to act when you are winning or even when you feel like you are dying.

That’s the mind of a psychological warrior.

But at some point the purpose is in a different intensity.

Letting go can be just as beautiful.

The legacy cannot be complete without it.

Everything that has a beginning has an end.

To appreciate life and all its glory, it must come full circle.

But here’s the distinction:

You are gone but never dead. You are away but never forgotten.

The message leaves an imprint forever.

How you lived; be true to yourself and to truth itself.

Its polarizing yet unifying.

Its tough yet gentle.

Bold yet humble.

And now the world needs a new champion.

Not only in the ring, but outside of it.

Who is going to step up and follow what had to be done?

Who is going to perpetuate the legacy?

An authentic life is a full life.

Know thyself and greatness will be yours.

— But if you even dream of beating me, you’d better wake up and apologize. —

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Identity – by Jaret Grossman

One thing changes us, one thing. And that’s who we perceive ourselves to be. So I don’t care if you have to play mind ticks with yourself about where you came from or what genetics you’re born with or what skills you actually have. But its all about the culture that’s set within. See, its January first and you’ve got these resolutions right, well lets break down that word.

What are you trying to resolve? Whats in conflict? Well whats in conflict is, who you are right now is not who you want to be, or who you need to be, for that matter. See there’s a gap, and you have to understand that gap and you need to close it. How do you close it? Well first you make a decision. You decide right here right now, that you’re no longer going to keep up with this set of rituals that you’ve created for yourself. And your not going to call it “a set of rituals.” No no no no no.

You know it as sleeping nine and a half ours, as hitting the snooze button three times before you wake up, as checking facebook every time you hit your computer. But make no mistake about it, if you’re doing it every single day, then its a culture. Its a routine that you’ve set for yourself, and its about creating a new tone. Its about creating a new standard. Its about creating a new way of life.

So you decide to make a new pattern and you take action with it and you stay committed to it. Because you’re going to get pumped up, you’re gonna get excited, you’re gonna be energetic to wright down those resolutions or to make goals, to make that initial decision. But whats left after that energy fades? And I promise you it will fade.

Whats left is you. The measure of the man, the measure of the woman. Beyond the smoke, behind the mirrors, what is left is you. Your effort, when the energy fades do you stay true to your word? Because your word is your bond. You made a promise, are you going to stick to that pact?

Decision, action, and commitment. That’s what forms a new identity. Because that’s the one thing that changes us. See, politics aside, Marcus Luttrell made up in his mind that he wasn’t going to die on that mountain top. He knew in his heart of hearts that he wasn’t going to go out that way. That’s how you can get through broken bones. That’s how Michael Jordan is able to have, what most people would call a “career game,” with the flu. That’s how Michael Phelps wins his seventh medal by one one-hundredth of a second.

He is getting dominated the entire race, his hands are all the way back just before the other guy is going to touch the wall – and before you can blink, he is able to touch the wall. That’s not motivation, that’s not passion, that’s not skill, that’s not even desire. That’s not wanting it more than the other person – that’s identifying with something so deep. That’s something resonating inside you that says “I do not lose. This is who I am. And there is no alternative, this is how its going to be.”

And that’s when you change long term. See you’ve got weak parts, and you’ve got strong parts. Its about which one you’re going to reinforce. See Kobe Bryant, he knew he had to divide himself. He had to separate his personal struggles from when he stepped onto the court, that’s why he created the Black Mamba. You’ve got weak parts and you’ve got strong parts, that you’ve got to be able to flip the switch and know when the ruthless, competitive, that killer instinct is going to come out.

This new identity that you formed for yourself, who do you see yourself as?

Who do you really see yourself as?

Because when that changes, then the mechanics change.

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Sometimes You Just Need To Shout, “…

I’m experienced¬†now. Professional.

Jaws been broke, been lost, knocked down a couple times,

I’m Bad!

Been chopping trees, I’ve done something new for this fight.

I done wrastled with an alligator – that’s right.

I have wrastled with an alligator, I done tossled with a whale,

I done handcuffed lighting, thrown thunder in jail.

That’s Bad.

Only last week I murdered a rock. Injured a stone. Hospitalized a brick.

I’m so mean I make medicine sick.

Bad! Fast! Fast! Fast!

Last night I cut the light off in my bedroom, hit the switch,

was in the bed before the room was dark.

Fast!

And you, George Foreman — All of you chumps are gonna bow when I whoop him,

All of ya! I know you got him, I know you got him picked, but the mans in trouble!

“I’ma show you how great I am!”

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