Such poise. Elegance. And one helluva vertical.
That's how a successful new years resolution must feel.
I don't personally make any. Never have.
But those who do and are successful must feel elated.
Because the truth is...
Not many people are successful with resolutions. Most new years resolutions crash and burn faster than Clayton Kershaw in the playoffs. (all jokes aside, I love kershaw)
The success rates are abysmal. I think they did a study that found 80% of them fail by Feburary. Yikes. That's a lot. And something like 8% are actually successful.
Would you get in a car that had an 80% chance of not getting you to your destination?
But this isn't to say don't do them. I think they have great utility and can be beneficial if taken seriously. But that's the thing.
People forget why. Why they started the resolution in the first place. Why they want to change. Why they're sick of whatever it is they're trying to escape.
It's easy to go to bed at night planning to wake up early...but not so easy in the morning when you actually have to wake up.
This email is about a story which lands in the 8%. The success group.
Enjoy.
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Subject line: New years resolution? Read THIS
The other day my friend and I were gossiping about New Year Resolutions.
And he revealed a little story about one of his friends.
His friend is a skinny dude. One of those wiry types.
You know the type...
Can devour a tub of butter pecan, wash it down with a 2 Liter of Mountain Dew and wake up in the morning looking skinnier than the day before...
Anyways, the wiry chap seemed allergic to lifting weights. Nothing wrong with that...he just needed to slap some meat on his bones.
And the wiry fellow knew this. He desperately wanted to hit the gym. It was his New Year's resolution...
But when the day dawned to start hitting the gym...the wiry dude attempted every trick in the book to weasel his way out of it…
“Ahh I can’t man- I have to study”
“Todays not the best day man I’m feeling a little low on energy”
“Oh you meant today? Ah dude I already made plans!”
“Leg day?? Didn’t I tell you I was hiking tomorrow?”
“Can’t dude- It’s my gerbils anniversary and you know how important this day is to her”
But my friend was persistent. He’d call the wiry man before he went to the gym. He’d text him every night before a session. He’d even show up at his house unannounced on occasion .
Long-story short- wiry bro now weighs 190lbs (a gain of 35lbs), can bench press 205lbs, and fills out a slim fit t-shirt better than that jacked dude who grunts really loud at the squat rack.
He told my friend his new years resolution would have gone nowhere had it not been for him.
He pushed him through the tough times, reminded him of his goal, and acted as a mini support system to reinforce his hard work.
Now (formerly) wiry fella doesn’t need motivation to continue to improve his body. The boulder is rolling fast and no longer needs the help and support to keep it going.
But at the beginning of any goal…
It feels like moving a mountain without the right support in place.
Why am I telling you this?
Because I want to be here for you and provide any support I can with your keto goals.
If you’re anything like me...you surely have some...and I’d love to hear what they are.
Writing down and manifesting your goals can help you make them a reality.
So reply back to this email and tell me some of your keto goals for this year…
It doesn’t even have to be keto related...I’d still love to hear from you :)
Look forward to reading all your goals.
Talk soon.
{first name} “it’s my gerbils anniversary on Saturday” {last name}
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