“I want to lose fat on my belly but not on my boobs”, “I want to get rid of my love handles”, “I want to build more muscle in my arms and back” – typical requests from PT clients. Mainstream science says that you cannot lose fat in the places you want. Aside from your nutrition, activity and gender (some would say race too but I include that in your genetic footprint), the body has a pattern, a map, determined by your genes, where you are more likely to deposit fat tissue and store water, and places where you are more predominant to ‘build’ muscle. Now, the purpose of this article is to go beyond this basic piece of 3D knowledge 🙂 We are constantly moving, changing, evolving, a fact determined by how we react to our surroundings and events through our emotions and feelings. It is possible to be born with a tendency to store fat on your thighs and override that pattern in your 50s through a change in your behaviours, thoughts, reactions and habits. If curiosity still itches having read this far, please follow me.
“It’s all a holographic projection of our minds” – At the time, 14 years ago, I did not fully comprehend it but I knew it was true, I had a massive ‘aha!’ moment.
We create myths and call them mysteries when we can’t find a logical, explainable (5 senses ‘proved’) reason of its existence or behaviour. But let me tell you: there are no mysteries, as long as you don’t fear knowing. We encase ourselves in myths when we fear truth. But everything, absolutely everything, has a mental – I won’t say scientific- explanation. And I know only a bit about that.
Of the four,
it is my favourite season.
The spirits wane,
It is the perfect time to dream.
There is a reason why Brits retire in Spain or why the Scandinavian countries are half empty. The Sun. The Sun is the giver of life, and it has been there forever. Worshiped by every civilization as the God, it couldn’t be any less, as there is no existence in this plane without it.
It is fuckin’ time. We live in a nursery society where we haven’t grown past age 5. We have to be extremely careful with things, just in case. We have to do as everyone else does, just in case. We have to watch our words not to offend others, just in case. We look up at people who ‘have a name’, just in case. We have to say sorry when someone else steps on our foot. FUCK THAT. Where did we leave our strength, honour, resilience and sovereignty?
Learn how to hold a f***in’ microphone/dumbbell.
Put some blood, grit, purpose, passion, rigour, in your grip!