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JUST START

Starting is the hardest thing you'll ever do. 

It's also the easiest.


HOLD THE LINE

The real fight will be psychological. 

You will try to talk yourself into running 13.1 miles after work - when you are injured. Or lie in bed and not work out - when you are ready to work out.

You will be tempted to stop for beer at the pub. Even though you don't need it.

You will feel the pressure to tell yourself that you only live once, and that you really were doing fine the way things were.

LIES

Remember what is at stake. Keep your eye on the prize.

And then hold the line.

NEEDS FOR EVERY HUMAN

  • Sufficient muscle mass
  • Sufficient cardiovascular fitness
More muscle and cardiovascular fitness means better insulin sensitivity, greater ability to train, more strength potential, better overall metabolic health.

And a longer, better life.

Set personal goals to build and maintain both.

SOME PRINCIPLES

SIMPLE

Whatever it is, keep it as simple as possible. One last thing to muck up the gears. And it will ensure that you comply with your own plans, instead of avoiding a complicated nightmare that nobody wants to execute. 

MED: MINIMUM EFFECTIVE DOSE

This means the smallest amount that produces the desire result or effect. More than the MED is not more.

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