Motivation

In my early sixties, I noticed something that scared me more than any injury ever had. I hadn’t stopped training. I was still showing up. But my arms looked smaller. My grip felt weaker opening jars. Clothes that fit a year earlier hung differently on me. I later learned there’s a name for what I […]

You’ve thought about it. Maybe more than once. You’ve sat in the parking lot, looked at the door, and driven home without ever walking in. Or you’ve never even gotten that far, because just picturing the room — the mirrors, the younger bodies, the equipment you don’t know how to use — was enough to

You don’t feel like it. You haven’t felt like it in months, maybe years. Every morning you think about starting, and every morning something gets in the way — or nothing gets in the way, and you still don’t do it. You’re not lazy. You’re not broken. You’ve just been waiting for the wrong thing.