Summer Workout Collapse

I believe there are no shortcuts to any place worth going. Most of my stories relate to working out, as I spend a great amount of time doing just that. This particular story all started on June third, right when summer workouts started. I walked into the gym and began my pre-workout stretch. I continued to repeat this same routine throughout the summer mornings: pre-workout stretch, workout, cross country practice, post-workout stretch. It was a never-ending cycle that I fell in love with. Until one particular day that I just collapsed. I didn’t feel as though I was getting stronger and my mindset seemed to drift off to other things I would rather be doing. I thought it might be because of my age or because I was involved in other sports,
and I was just getting drained from all the physical activity going on throughout my day. I’ve got to admit, this slump in particular really got to me, as it affected my mood and mental state. There was nothing I wanted more than to recoup my strengths, the delicate ones I had a hold of just a couple of days before. The weeks started to drag on, getting longer and more miserable. I took my strengths for granted. Although I was so discouraged about my lifting abilities, I decided to work harder and regain what I once had. As I look back now, it was so easy for me to just have given up, but I knew I would’ve regretted it in the end. I believe in grinding it out through the tough times, and working even harder through the slumps. Life is a spirit of struggle, you just have to discipline yourself for the better. Doing one more rep and one more pull up could ultimately make or break you, but it’s worth taking that risk.