Twelve Weeks
What do you think can happen if you commit yourself to twelve weeks of unapologetic discipline?
Twelve weeks of never missing a training session.
Twelve weeks of being diligent with your nutrition without compromise.
Twelve weeks of not drinking a single drop of alcohol.
Twelve weeks of journaling at least three times per week.
Twelve weeks of refusing to doomscroll social media and distract yourself from reality.
Twelve weeks.
That’s it. That is all I ask.
After the twelve weeks, I want you to wait three days before you truly indulge. The twelve weeks are over, and you can decide to go HAM on food, drink, miss a workout, do whatever the hell you want because you accomplished a pretty impressive feat.
But I want you to wait three more days if you can.
On that first day, I want you to look in the mirror and tell me what you see.
I want you to see the changes in your body. I want to see a leaner, stronger you. I want you to give yourself your flowers for not drinking, not missing a workout, and keeping a promise to yourself.
If you choose to indulge on day one, it doesn’t make you a failure; it makes you human, but I want you to ask yourself if you really want to indulge because you want to enjoy a treat, or do you want to indulge because you are craving it so badly you feel like you need to.
There is a difference between a want and a need. I shouldn’t have to explain the difference.
Twelve weeks isn’t permanent, but the habits you formed in that time will enable you to make smarter decisions in the future. It isn’t about being strict and on point forever. It’s about training your body and mind to come back to the baseline when things go south.
Think of those twelve weeks as practice. When I played rugby, practice was harder than the games. We ran up and down the field practicing plays over and over again until they were perfect. Every player knew where they had to be, and if one person was out of place, the entire play could be busted up. Until we got it right, we repeated it endlessly, and once we got it right, we did it over and over again to commit that sequence to memory. By the time the game rolled around, we knew our roles, and we were ready to execute. There are countless tales of coaches doing the same in all sports. They want their players to know the play so well that it becomes instinct.
These twelve weeks are practice. Every day you will repeat the same series of disciplined events.
Stick to your diet.
Commit to your training plan.
Get enough sleep.
Stay away from any and all alcohol.
Journal your thoughts and feelings.
Put your damn phone down.
Twelve weeks of practice.
When that time is up, you have a decision to make. Yes, I want you to wait three days, but you can decide for yourself whether to throw away all the practice you’ve done or keep moving forward with what you’ve learned.
I know life isn’t always going to be disciplined, and in those moments when you stray from the plan, I hope those twelve weeks taught you enough to pull you back into the game.
That’s how it works, and it’s the same in sport.
Maybe you will fumble, but shit happens. Do you sit out the rest of the game and feel bad for yourself, or do you get back in when the offense is back on the field and keep your head intact?
If you said, “Get back in the game,” that is the right decision.
It’s the same thing with training, diet, and mindset.
Twelve weeks.
Can you do it?
More importantly, will you do it?
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