“The most powerful weapon on Earth is the human soul on fire” Ferdinand Foch (1851-1929)
Yesterday the universe once again showed me the truth of these words, and I want to believe I was the spark.
I found myself with some time to kill in-between clients yesterday and after running a quick errand returned to the gym to chat up a few people. I spied a gym member training barbell bicep curls and noted that it appeared he was curling a heavier weight than I’ve seen him do before. His form was actually pretty good given the new load, but the reps were tough and the last 3-4 were visibly challenging.
While he was catching his breath I walked over and introduced myself. I told him that I’ve seen him before and complimented him on his hard work and that progress that he is showing. I hit him with a Bro-Fist bump and walked off, only to see a smile on his face reflected in the mirror and some renewed aggression in curling the barbell. Those last 3-4 reps came MUCH easier.
It’s that look,…we’ve seen it so many times. The look of a person on fire has a certain look that transcends age, physique or athleticism.
We’ve seen it in children.
That moment right before something big and awesome is about to happen.
Those first days when you start to realize strength is a skill
Years later, when you realize how strong you really are.
Those moments when you struggle.
Those moments where it feels more like a fight.
It’s one more rep, and you have it in you.
I consider myself blessed that I am surrounded by some remarkable human beings. Since my last blog I’ve had the privilege of re-starting training with two clients to wake up their dormant athleticism, had wonderful conversations with a fellow professional in Chicago that despite her relative newness to the industry already has so much to offer and I’m seeing new athletic dominance in a local trainer I work with.
These are people on fire for life, and may their souls shine brightly.