“The truth will set you free, but first, it’ll piss you off.”
No truer words have ever been spoken. The truth will sting your soul and crush your thought process if you aren’t willing to receive it. I know that the truth is a hard pill to swallow, but if growth is what you are looking for, then you have to take the truth pill.
I mean, think about it. How often do we have to bump our heads and fall before we take a seat and listen to constructive criticism? How often do we have to set ourselves back ten steps because we refused to take advice? Then when we fail, we look to those same folks for a hand or an ear. I don’t know about you, but I’m so over listening to nonsense.
I have been a part of the health and fitness industry since I took the oath to protect and serve my country. So please believe me when I tell you I have heard every excuse in the book regarding fitness journeys. But the truth is if you want a healthy lifestyle BAD enough, you will do whatever it takes to achieve it, win it, and own it.
The truth is you have to eat right, you have to work out, and you have to change your mindset. There aren’t any shortcuts, and there isn’t an easy way out. You have to stop looking for a quick fix, and you have to be willing to hear the truth. No matter how painful it is to listen to what you have to do to get from A to B, you have to listen and be willing to execute.
When my truth hit me it felt like a ton of bricks.
Did I like it?
It pissed me off because it hurt. It hurt my pride and, for a short while, my self-esteem. But in the end, the truth saved my life, and I will never forget that moment.
In the summer of 1994, I thought I was prepared for the military; my eating and workout habits were terrific. I felt like I was gaining strength internally as well as externally. But to my surprise, I had an abundant amount to improve on.
During my first week in the military, my drill sergeants did not hesitate to tell me that they thought I was weak. My heart dropped when they told me that. But they weren’t done. I was told that I wouldn’t last because I couldn’t do more than four pushups in a row, I didn’t stand up for myself against some of the other soldiers in my platoon, I was too quiet, and I hid behind everyone else.
Try swallowing that!
They pissed me off because the truth tore me up. I am 18 years old in South Carolina, all by myself and receiving truths about me that I didn’t want to hear. I couldn’t run from it; I had to deal with it. And that’s just what I did. When the lights went out at 2100 hours, I was doing pushups, holding my planks, and mentally connecting with myself.
By the end of boot camp, I dared anyone to even think about giving me a cross look. I was still quiet because that’s just who I am. I’m more of a listener than a talker.
But because I was able to accept the truth, I became a platoon leader, pushup queen, and one badass motha…shut yo mouth.
I’ll never forget Drill Sergeant Henry and Drill Sergeant Jellen. They saved me by exposing strength that I didn’t know I had. I allowed the truth to piss me off so that I could gain my freedom!
Is it time for you to get pissed off?
You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored.