We’re the products of our training.
Gods be praised, we’re training in something meaningful and healthy. I can remember times in my younger life when I wasn’t as mindful toward my “training”. I mean, sure, I spent hours upon hours in the dojo… and as such, I was the product of that discipline. I also spent a lot of time in bars (as an employee AND as a customer), trying to get both paid as well as “laid”. I spent time in high-pressure, less-than-ethical sales, training myself to talk people into spending money they don’t have for shit they didn’t need, all for the sake of filling my pockets with money.
I was training myself to be selfish and self-important… and that’s what I became.
Whatever we train in will become ingrained within our bones. If we train our discipline, we’ll become disciplined. If we train our cruelty, we’ll become cruel.
If we train with improper form and technique we’ll think we’re doing great when we’re really not… and it takes awareness to know the difference.
Practice makes perfect? Not really. My wife says that “practice makes consistent”.
Perfect practice makes perfect.
Although unattainable, in training, strive for perfection.
(See y’all tomorrow)