But notice, I didn't complete the 100th workout I was meant to have achieved by the end of last year.

For whatever reason, no big deal. I'll do the workout tomorrow. Tomorrow came and went. No work out.

I said to myself, 'As long as I get 3 in this week, that'll do.'

Which of course I was doing well if I did just one.

Then the Christmas period came.

I don't eat meat so that wasn't gonna be sitting on my stomach, but a thousand mince pies were!!

Which led to what I was trying get rid of.

Being skinny fat.

In other words, fat nowhere else on my body but around my stomach. Like constantly carrying a life guards rubber ring around my waist.

It may not look like that to other people, but that's how it feels. And when I bend over, I see it.

This year I promised myself I would work out every day bar Sunday's no matter what.

So what's changed this year from last year?

I live in the very same house I lived in last year but for a couple of months.

I have the same three beautiful kids. The same gorgeous wife.

I still do the same job.

I have the same and if not more problems and even less time.

So what's changed?

The thing changed is the story I was telling myself.

That's it.

The story.

I got a bad back or I'm already out of shape, so what's the point.

'I hate the way I look' whilst I was slurping on an ice cream.

FUCK… THAT!!!

This week I will have completed 295 Push-ups, 400 Pull-ups, 45 Burpees, 45 Squat Jumps, 720 Squats, 85 Overhead Press and 170 Sit-ups.

Does this mean I'm better than anyone else? More capable than anyone else?

No. Not at all.

Honestly…

There's not one part of me that wanted to do any of this week's workouts and I can assure you my ego was making all sorts of excuses to get out of doing them.

But will it hurt more if I don't complete the workouts.

Honestly. Yes.

Why? Because the difference between me this year and last year…

This year, I've committed to a challenged based life.

I can't pretend anymore.

and as far as my body is concerned, I challenged it to see who'll break first.

Our choice in life.

We either learn and grow.

Or…

Choose comfort and complacency…

And if I can't win a challenge against my body, how the fuck am I gonna beat life…