Why I keep improving beyond BELIEF in each and every workout (and how you can too).

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It was only yesterday or so, it seems like, that I read one of PG Wodehouse’s Bertie Wooster novels.

This morning, I woke up cackling for no reason apparently, and Bertie literally kicking young Edwin’s ass who went flying through a window, then being thanked by his elder sister who he had hoped to piss off, then Uncle Percy, the Garderer with a pitchfork touching the seat of Wooster’s friends pants and an angry looking dog as they escorted the friend (who had been hiding in the grass and Uncle Percie stepped on his squishy derrerie) …. and then of course, Uncle Percie the lifelong enemy inviting Bertie of all peopl eto have a drink and smoke in his study (“he shoved what looked like a torpedo in my mouth).

For reference, Bertie and Uncle Percie never got along.

The latter once chased him five miles or so across difficult country when the former had his first cigar at the age of 9, gotten from of course, Uncle’s study.

Uncle J, Uncle Tom, Uncle Percie. All make for great stories!

The first was made by me. Hehe.

But PG Wodehouse was a literary genuis, my friend. His brand of slapstick humor might not appeal to all, but I LOVE Wodehouse – there truly is not and will never be one like him, and even if you dont like comedy, he gives you a MASTERCLASS in copywriting, the way he uses words and the way the words “speak in pictures to you” – the way we THINK – hence the cackles!

I’ve often been told the same thing about my writing too – that it hits home, and thats part of the reason it does that.

Anyway, I started this email with a completely different theme in mind …

And improving in each workout?

It was only yesterday, or so, maybe two days ago I wrote about how the Fat Gripz kicked my BOOTUS from here to you know where.

(PS – If you’re Glyn Schofield from Brum reading this, yes, we know booties and torpedos in mouths turn you on, but Wodehouse was decidely PG rated and then some).

(so please, no idiotic comments)

And today?

I’m doing sets of five pull-ups with then.

My forearms feel swollen, look bigger – so do my traps, chest, and everything else upper body.

From the pull-up manic, you’d think 5 is not a lot?

Well, it isn’t to me at all.

But doing them with THOSE gripz – oh my.

Next goal is Captain Crush grippers, or perhaps just crush a Coke can. Hehe.

Yes, that can be done!

You’d be amazed at the “wonders” the human body is capable of, but anyway, I know this too – YOU – the reader aren’t necessarily wanting or looking to enter the Guiness book of World Records in any of those regards.

You’re just happy getting in the best shape of your life with a pint or two of Guiness later, maybe.

Or whatever your poison is.

Part of the key, my friend, and one of the most important ones is this.

I do NOT train to absolute and beyond failure in every workout.

I hit a limit – then I stop.

Somedays, I brutalize myself.

But most of the time, no.

Even when I was doing Battletank Shoulders and all those 5-6 hours long daily and nightly climbs up the ole hill – and remember, these are some of the most BRUTAL workouts you can do especially in that weather, as I’ve mentioned in 16 Inspirational Fitness Recollections … I wasn’t training that way.

You might be goggling at me right about now.

Like what, dude, what the hezey.

5 to 6 hour climbs daily aren’t brutal – especially with NO breaks, come rail, hail, sun, shine, or Bozos asking me how many girls added my WeShat (ugh).

But remember.

I’d been doing that for a while, and I didnt exactly get there in one day (the Rome analogy, and thus forth).

Thus, it became “extreme” for me, but not so extreme as to “kill me for days” as another customer put it (he was right!).

Right about now, I’m doing my favorite “mini workouts” throughout the day.

Before writing to you,5 pull-ups, after, another 5, some isometrics. …

All the pull-ups done with the thick gripz.

Most people woul dhave given up after the first try i.e. thats too hard! I’ll stick to regular!

I could have , too.

But I didnt.

Key is, dont be fazed by the goal.

Incremental progress, and not killing yourself every time is what it’s about.

Adopt this technique not just fitness wise.