That Crap Hurts!

by Frank


Photo by Chris 2K


Recently, I have been working out. I got tired of going out and playing basketball and being out of breath before the game started. I needed to get back in shape. I wanted to be able to compete at some level when I get in the game. Taking the advice of my TV physical trainer, I start my workout regimen but I take it slow. The first day, I did 5 sets of 25 push ups just to get started, then to get my heart rate up I did 3 sets of 25 jumping jacks.

It felt really good to be taking the necessary steps to improve my health and fitness. Immediately following my work out I felt stronger, I felt confident, I felt like I could take on the world. I dare them to put me in the game, I thought to myself. I will out work anyone on the court.


The next morning all of that strength and confidence went out of the window. I felt like crap. My arms wouldn’t move. They were as heavy as bricks. To walk hurt. To talk hurt. It even hurt to breathe. I had to have my son put toothpaste on my toothbrush because I wasn’t strong enough to squeeze the bottle. The pain did not go away for days. Just thinking about it brings a tear to my eye.

What do you think I did?

That’s right, I stopped working out. I didn’t do another push up. I didn’t do another sit up. I didn’t do another jumping jack. I started making fun of the people I saw going to the gym. All I could imagine was people walking into a gym to work out, just to go home and cover their bodies with icy hot and a cold compress. I even saw one of the guys I played ball with going into the gym. I tried to stop him but he went in anyway.


A few weeks later, I was back on the courts out of breath before the game started. The guy who I saw at the gym was moving so fast going up and down the court and he never ran out of breath. He was getting all of the rebounds, put back shots, and out hustling everyone in the game just from effort. He had a second, third, and fourth wind.

After the game was over I had to ask him what was he doing at the gym that made him such a unstoppable force on the courts. The response was simple and wise. “Push through the pain.”


Where was this advice when I was nearly in tears the morning after working out? I mean where was this advice when the world seemed to be falling apart around me.

This is practical wisdom that you can apply to any situation in your life.
When your heart has been broken, push through the pain.
When you have lost your job, push through the pain.
When you feel like everything that could go wrong did go wrong, push through the pain.

The funny thing about muscle is the harder you work it the stronger it gets.

It may hurt. You might cry. You might even lose your mobility for a short period of time but I promise you if you push through the pain you won’t be able to recognize yourself when its over. (I’m not talking about physical exercise. If you feel a strain, please consult a physician before you really hurt yourself. :-))