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What drives you to push yourself?
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Mad Mike
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Yes, you got it - pushing thru adversity and failures without capitulating.
Mad Mike
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My driver used to be money. Money because that was necessary to get all the things on my wish and bucket list. At 50 I had checked off everything important on the list.
My driver changed to time, these days a $1000 Saturday gig is no if there’s chance of visiting the kids or doing a nice fall ride.
As for booze, I’ve watched a lot of people get sucked into the whirlpool. It’s great for recreational use, not so much as a mental health medication.
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AllistonGT
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Agreed. As we get older, time becomes more valuable than money. Also knowing when having enough (stuff, toys,$) is enough.
Being fully content is what I see as being a success in life.
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Money is a motivator, but a terrible one.
I left radio broadcasting a long time ago because there wasn't money in it.
I now make decent money. Pretty much hate what I do.
When my first son was born, I was motivated to go back to school and get a diploma so I could lead by example.
I did, and graduated with honours.
Then I decided it was time to clean up my diet and get in shape so I could be here for a long time.
Lost ~ 40 lbs and felt great. At the gym 4 days a week. Life was good.
Then something happens, you get stressed and it all goes to ****.
Someone said that drive can be learned..I wonder if it still can at my age, because I sure don't have it...or any willpower for that matter.
My youngest, however, won't let the fact that he's a shortish, slowish white kid stop him from being the best Basketball
player that he can be.
He'll train for hours and won't stop until he's accomplished what he set out to do.
This year, at 8 years old, we had him try out for rep teams for the first time. He was asked to play on both teams that he went out for.
Then, you know, 'rona.
He is my new inspiration. I wanna be like him.
(Although as I write this they are both driving me crazy and I wanna put them through a wall
)
(Remember when our parents actually did that? And then we listened??)
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Money is a motivator, but a terrible one.
I left radio broadcasting a long time ago because there wasn't money in it.
I now make decent money. Pretty much hate what I do.
When my first son was born, I was motivated to go back to school and get a diploma so I could lead by example.
I did, and graduated with honours.
Then I decided it was time to clean up my diet and get in shape so I could be here for a long time.
Lost ~ 40 lbs and felt great. At the gym 4 days a week. Life was good.
Then something happens, you get stressed and it all goes to ****.
Someone said that drive can be learned..I wonder if it still can at my age, because I sure don't have it...or any willpower for that matter.
My youngest, however, won't let the fact that he's a shortish, slowish white kid stop him from being the best Basketball
player that he can be.He'll train for hours and won't stop until he's accomplished what he set out to do.
This year, at 8 years old, we had him try out for rep teams for the first time. He was asked to play on both teams that he went out for.
Then, you know, 'rona.
He is my new inspiration. I wanna be like him.
(Although as I write this they are both driving me crazy and I wanna put them through a wall
)(Remember when our parents actually did that? And then we listened??)
Sent from my Pixel 3a using Tapatalk
Also
Money is a motivator, but a terrible one.
I left radio broadcasting a long time ago because there wasn't money in it.
I now make decent money. Pretty much hate what I do.
When my first son was born, I was motivated to go back to school and get a diploma so I could lead by example.
I did, and graduated with honours.
Then I decided it was time to clean up my diet and get in shape so I could be here for a long time.
Lost ~ 40 lbs and felt great. At the gym 4 days a week. Life was good.
Then something happens, you get stressed and it all goes to ****.
Someone said that drive can be learned..I wonder if it still can at my age, because I sure don't have it...or any willpower for that matter.
My youngest, however, won't let the fact that he's a shortish, slowish white kid stop him from being the best Basketball
He'll train for hours and won't stop until he's accomplished what he set out to do.
This year, at 8 years old, we had him try out for rep teams for the first time. He was asked to play on both teams that he went out for.
Then, you know, 'rona.
He is my new inspiration. I wanna be like him.
(Although as I write this they are both driving me crazy and I wanna put them through a wall
(Remember when our parents actually did that? And then we listened??)
Sent from my Pixel 3a using Tapatalk
I can relate to pretty much all of these points Joe, with the exception of the kid’s drive. They seem to have very little. They expect most things to be handed to them.
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Failure, it's a love/hate relationship. I don't like to fail, but I learn a lot more from it than success. I'd much rather fail at a higher level than succeed at a lower one.
Also, only people that don't give a crap what other people think of them know how liberating it is not to give a crap what other people think of you.
Also, only people that don't give a crap what other people think of them know how liberating it is not to give a crap what other people think of you.
Sick. I've met very few ppl aside from myself that use failure, rage, hatred, or other traditionally "negative" forms of motivation.
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Can't agree with this more. The faster, stronger, and richer you become, the more people want to **** over your success.
Growing up broken home poor I never went hungry, cold or homeless so I never saw money as a savior. Going through the old school system where "Go for the money" was the rule, screwed me up. I like learning for learning sake.
I can't stand routine and have been fortunate to have had a job that was different almost every day. When it wasn't, there were people around that I liked and they took the edge off the routine.
I like solving problems and making things better. I have designed some prototypes that have commercial potential but can't be bothered with patents, production and profit as they would tie me to the "Go for the money" crowd.
Financially I'm OK but anything can happen. Covid hasn't hit me as hard as some others because I see it as a challenge.
Motivation? One either is responsible for their piece of the world or they're not. My piece of the world includes the well being of family and friends. I try not to let them down.
My immediate motivation is to finish installing some new windows so I don't freeze my ass off in a month or so and therefore I will close.
I can't stand routine and have been fortunate to have had a job that was different almost every day. When it wasn't, there were people around that I liked and they took the edge off the routine.
I like solving problems and making things better. I have designed some prototypes that have commercial potential but can't be bothered with patents, production and profit as they would tie me to the "Go for the money" crowd.
Financially I'm OK but anything can happen. Covid hasn't hit me as hard as some others because I see it as a challenge.
Motivation? One either is responsible for their piece of the world or they're not. My piece of the world includes the well being of family and friends. I try not to let them down.
My immediate motivation is to finish installing some new windows so I don't freeze my ass off in a month or so and therefore I will close.
I just finished my run and set a PR for distance (what I did would destroy 90% of the population's current capability but it is nothing close to an ultra, and we have an ultrarunner in here.)
My workouts are always the same: remind myself I am slow, weak, mentally pathetic, fat at one point, a dumb ****, and then it starts. Everyone I pass is a joke; they're just out for a walk, they're not at war with themselves. But then there will be the one or two rare warriors; they have the same look, they exhibit the same aura. They aren't out for fun, they look like hell, but we both know neither of us are gonna stop.
Then when the pain comes and I want to give up, the rolling deck starts.
@Trials you said I don't understand humor. The quote above is from a few weeks ago, but it's one I grew up with hearing regularly and very close to my heart (nothing personal Mike, I just added it to my rolling deck when I remembered this insult used regularly on me in elementary school.) As the fob in a predominately white school, I was constantly hated for no good reason. Four eyes, chink, gook, etc. etc.
I do, in fact, play an instrument. I also had my hands beaten for every note I played wrong. I'd be shaking, afraid of playing the wrong note, crying, and then repeatedly beaten because my hands were shaking and the fear had taken over. Later in life, I went to work with blood dripping from my hands because I tore all 8 calluses on my fingers from deadlifting (and got sent home lol.)
Every time I want to give up, I replay events like the above. The ******** who made fun of me for wearing glasses. For eating a different type of food. For dressing differently. For not being white. For being Asian. All the times I was weak, couldn't take the pain, and others would laugh. All the times I failed. All the times people pushed me towards failure because it was fun for them.
I don't understand most white boy locker room humor because I was on the receiving end of it; I understand the pain of never being good enough, and I am embracing that **** instead of running from it like a pussy.
My workouts are always the same: remind myself I am slow, weak, mentally pathetic, fat at one point, a dumb ****, and then it starts. Everyone I pass is a joke; they're just out for a walk, they're not at war with themselves. But then there will be the one or two rare warriors; they have the same look, they exhibit the same aura. They aren't out for fun, they look like hell, but we both know neither of us are gonna stop.
Then when the pain comes and I want to give up, the rolling deck starts.
@Trials you said I don't understand humor. The quote above is from a few weeks ago, but it's one I grew up with hearing regularly and very close to my heart (nothing personal Mike, I just added it to my rolling deck when I remembered this insult used regularly on me in elementary school.) As the fob in a predominately white school, I was constantly hated for no good reason. Four eyes, chink, gook, etc. etc.
I do, in fact, play an instrument. I also had my hands beaten for every note I played wrong. I'd be shaking, afraid of playing the wrong note, crying, and then repeatedly beaten because my hands were shaking and the fear had taken over. Later in life, I went to work with blood dripping from my hands because I tore all 8 calluses on my fingers from deadlifting (and got sent home lol.)
Every time I want to give up, I replay events like the above. The ******** who made fun of me for wearing glasses. For eating a different type of food. For dressing differently. For not being white. For being Asian. All the times I was weak, couldn't take the pain, and others would laugh. All the times I failed. All the times people pushed me towards failure because it was fun for them.
I don't understand most white boy locker room humor because I was on the receiving end of it; I understand the pain of never being good enough, and I am embracing that **** instead of running from it like a pussy.
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Trials
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Central Tech I was one of 4 with a British type name in a class of 30, big whoop.
and I happen to have a lot of friends of Chinese origin, some others that speak almost exclusively in French, don't even know what all the rest are, we all rode the extreme enduro trail today and really well too, one guy Yin he's very Chinese and very giant, he and seven other riders here today, it was one of those perfect ride days
and I happen to have a lot of friends of Chinese origin, some others that speak almost exclusively in French, don't even know what all the rest are, we all rode the extreme enduro trail today and really well too, one guy Yin he's very Chinese and very giant, he and seven other riders here today, it was one of those perfect ride days
That won't change the fact that I experienced heavy racism and never understood why white boys wanted me to feel bad about my heritage.
But hey, I should be going back in time to thank them: they gave me ammo to turn into a ******* beast.
and I happen to have a lot of friends of Chinese origin, some others that speak almost exclusively in French, don't even know what all the rest are, we all rode the extreme enduro trail today and really well too, one guy Yin he's very Chinese and very giant, he and seven other riders here today, it was one of those perfect ride days
I'm not implying you or anyone here is racist. I'm simply stating exactly what I stated. I'll never understand why whenever I talk about my racist experiences with older white males (it's literally this combo), they immediately become defensive.
Trials
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because you were confronted with a**holes.
Some of my best friends were apes.
... what's the opposite of a racist because that's basically what I am. I don't give a **** what you look like I'm going to treat you the same.
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