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There are two types of people in the world. Those that
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Find #@%@#@@ and !%*% em and %*$#+% that...
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dont understand and then the ones that do. Check yourself which one are you?
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dont understand and then the ones that do. Check yourself which one are you?
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WOLF AND SHEEP.
I'M GET THAT MONEY AND IMA GET THAT GUN.
I'M GET THAT MONEY AND IMA GET THAT GUN.
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WOLF AND SHEEP.
I'M GET THAT MONEY AND IMA GET THAT GUN.
I'M GET THAT MONEY AND IMA GET THAT GUN.
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Outside of the endless sea of the mediocre faceless nobodies, there really are two kinds of *+!!#%@$+%%#* out there. People who start %**# and think they are strong, and people who train, and KNOW they are strong.
You see this %**# every day. On the subway, on the street. In bars, in your classes. The loud pretenders. They talk loud, they wear loud clothing, flashy %**# that's supposed to say "Don't %$*! with me."
They walk loudly, they stomp and strut with a mean face on. They hang out with their loud friends, listening to loud #%@%%!@ music. Laughing obnoxiously. They are SO QUICK to start %**#. SO QUICK to prove how #%@%%!@ tough they are:
"Yeah ##$%%#!+*+#@, keep on walking @!@%+%. You don't want any of this you piece of %**#! Try me, I'LL %$*! YOU UP ##$++!!"
They may even go to the gym, maybe YOUR gym. But they don't train. They go to the gym to be loud and intimidating. Only doing exercises that don't compromise their carefully manicured image of toughness.
Then there are the people who train. Who earned their strength through weeks and months and years of training. Who have bled real blood on the iron. This is a completely different animal.
They are calm and cool. They walk with an ease of intention. They never look irritated or angry in public. They wear whatever the %$*! they feel like wearing, or whatever's comfortable.
Why?
Because they don't need a flashy jacket or an angry #%@%%!@ look on a subway train, or an obnoxiously loud laugh that causes everyone else to look with nervous irritation. They don't need a posse of @%+**$+ to parrot everything they say and "back them up." Because underneath all of the fake $@+%@*@# you deal with, there's a terrifying power ready to be unleashed at any moment.
The coiled calm power of ten thousand deadlifts, 15 thousand squats and 25 thousand power cleans. It all screams one thing more impossibly loud then all the %**# talk in the world...
"I could kill you."
You see this %**# every day. On the subway, on the street. In bars, in your classes. The loud pretenders. They talk loud, they wear loud clothing, flashy %**# that's supposed to say "Don't %$*! with me."
They walk loudly, they stomp and strut with a mean face on. They hang out with their loud friends, listening to loud #%@%%!@ music. Laughing obnoxiously. They are SO QUICK to start %**#. SO QUICK to prove how #%@%%!@ tough they are:
"Yeah ##$%%#!+*+#@, keep on walking @!@%+%. You don't want any of this you piece of %**#! Try me, I'LL %$*! YOU UP ##$++!!"
They may even go to the gym, maybe YOUR gym. But they don't train. They go to the gym to be loud and intimidating. Only doing exercises that don't compromise their carefully manicured image of toughness.
Then there are the people who train. Who earned their strength through weeks and months and years of training. Who have bled real blood on the iron. This is a completely different animal.
They are calm and cool. They walk with an ease of intention. They never look irritated or angry in public. They wear whatever the %$*! they feel like wearing, or whatever's comfortable.
Why?
Because they don't need a flashy jacket or an angry #%@%%!@ look on a subway train, or an obnoxiously loud laugh that causes everyone else to look with nervous irritation. They don't need a posse of @%+**$+ to parrot everything they say and "back them up." Because underneath all of the fake $@+%@*@# you deal with, there's a terrifying power ready to be unleashed at any moment.
The coiled calm power of ten thousand deadlifts, 15 thousand squats and 25 thousand power cleans. It all screams one thing more impossibly loud then all the %**# talk in the world...
"I could kill you."
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Outside of the endless sea of the mediocre faceless nobodies, there really are two kinds of *+!!#%@$+%%#* out there. People who start %**# and think they are strong, and people who train, and KNOW they are strong.
You see this %**# every day. On the subway, on the street. In bars, in your classes. The loud pretenders. They talk loud, they wear loud clothing, flashy %**# that's supposed to say "Don't %$*! with me."
They walk loudly, they stomp and strut with a mean face on. They hang out with their loud friends, listening to loud #%@%%!@ music. Laughing obnoxiously. They are SO QUICK to start %**#. SO QUICK to prove how #%@%%!@ tough they are:
"Yeah ##$%%#!+*+#@, keep on walking @!@%+%. You don't want any of this you piece of %**#! Try me, I'LL %$*! YOU UP ##$++!!"
They may even go to the gym, maybe YOUR gym. But they don't train. They go to the gym to be loud and intimidating. Only doing exercises that don't compromise their carefully manicured image of toughness.
Then there are the people who train. Who earned their strength through weeks and months and years of training. Who have bled real blood on the iron. This is a completely different animal.
They are calm and cool. They walk with an ease of intention. They never look irritated or angry in public. They wear whatever the %$*! they feel like wearing, or whatever's comfortable.
Why?
Because they don't need a flashy jacket or an angry #%@%%!@ look on a subway train, or an obnoxiously loud laugh that causes everyone else to look with nervous irritation. They don't need a posse of @%+**$+ to parrot everything they say and "back them up." Because underneath all of the fake $@+%@*@# you deal with, there's a terrifying power ready to be unleashed at any moment.
The coiled calm power of ten thousand deadlifts, 15 thousand squats and 25 thousand power cleans. It all screams one thing more impossibly loud then all the %**# talk in the world...
"I could kill you."
You see this %**# every day. On the subway, on the street. In bars, in your classes. The loud pretenders. They talk loud, they wear loud clothing, flashy %**# that's supposed to say "Don't %$*! with me."
They walk loudly, they stomp and strut with a mean face on. They hang out with their loud friends, listening to loud #%@%%!@ music. Laughing obnoxiously. They are SO QUICK to start %**#. SO QUICK to prove how #%@%%!@ tough they are:
"Yeah ##$%%#!+*+#@, keep on walking @!@%+%. You don't want any of this you piece of %**#! Try me, I'LL %$*! YOU UP ##$++!!"
They may even go to the gym, maybe YOUR gym. But they don't train. They go to the gym to be loud and intimidating. Only doing exercises that don't compromise their carefully manicured image of toughness.
Then there are the people who train. Who earned their strength through weeks and months and years of training. Who have bled real blood on the iron. This is a completely different animal.
They are calm and cool. They walk with an ease of intention. They never look irritated or angry in public. They wear whatever the %$*! they feel like wearing, or whatever's comfortable.
Why?
Because they don't need a flashy jacket or an angry #%@%%!@ look on a subway train, or an obnoxiously loud laugh that causes everyone else to look with nervous irritation. They don't need a posse of @%+**$+ to parrot everything they say and "back them up." Because underneath all of the fake $@+%@*@# you deal with, there's a terrifying power ready to be unleashed at any moment.
The coiled calm power of ten thousand deadlifts, 15 thousand squats and 25 thousand power cleans. It all screams one thing more impossibly loud then all the %**# talk in the world...
"I could kill you."
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on a related note. i recently started "training" brazillian jiu jitsu. I was active sparring with a very mild mannered looking white chick who is probably 5'4 and 115lb fully clothed, whereas I am almost 6' and 200+. She has been training for several years now and even though I had damn near 100lbs on her, she managed to hold her own and put me into some compromising positions purely with technique (and some gorilla grip strength).
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on a related note. i recently started "training" brazillian jiu jitsu. I was active sparring with a very mild mannered looking white chick who is probably 5'4 and 115lb fully clothed, whereas I am almost 6' and 200+. She has been training for several years now and even though I had damn near 100lbs on her, she managed to hold her own and put me into some compromising positions purely with technique (and some gorilla grip strength).
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