This was rattling around a bit in my head today and thought I would see what y’all thought on the same topic:
What is the greatest source of inspiration in your life?
I am leaving it open to how you want to interpret it. It really is not meant to be narrowly tied to training or anything like that because your greatest source of inspiration may have absolutely nothing to do with the gym. Maybe someone inspired you to be a classical pianist or a doctor or whatever it might be.
Curious to hear a few thoughts.
Mine is my girlfriend (I am putting together a care package for her and that prompted my thinking on the topic). Life leaves very little for me to complain about or time to feel sorry for myself when I look at the humor, courage and dignity with which she has fought for almost 4 years against leukemia (and hopefully her stem cell transplant from a week ago will be the piece allowing her to turn the corner for good).
Mine is kind of broad. I find inspiration from immigrants leaving life as they knew it/know it to seek a better life in a foreign land.
Moreso much earlier in our (USA) nation’s history when there were fewer options, less help and tougher times.
Also, the native Americans that served in the military back in WW2. They had at once, every reason to join and many not to, but fight and die they did.
My inspirations come from the philosophies of Bruce Lee and Arnold Schwarzenegger. Lee’s adaptability and Arnold’s zealous drive have taught me very much when it comes to the power of mentality.
Also, the hard working manual laborers that I work with give me a source of inspiration. They’ve taught me to be a man (well, my view of how a male should act-according the the traditional masculinity in Western culture).
It may be strange, but for me it is pain. Not necessarrily physical, but emotional.
I just read and responded to another thread that got me thinking. I’ve allways done my best and worked hardest to improve when circumstances were the worst.
Then again, I may be mistaking inspiration for a lack of complacency.
That men do great things in the face of overwhelming odds that change the world.
The stories of Washington during the Revolution, Pearse and Connolly in Dublin in 1916, that one brigade that was surrounded by the Germans in WWII, when the commander replied to a surrender demand with one word- “nuts”.
I guess you could say I draw my inspiration from history. It makes you realize two things:
1- Your life ain’t that bad. In fact, its fucking easy.
2- If you give enough of a shit, you can change everything, and your name will live forever. This is true, though I think most people don’t believe it.
[quote]FightinIrish26 wrote:
1- Your life ain’t that bad. In fact, its fucking easy.
2- If you give enough of a shit, you can change everything, and your name will live forever. This is true, though I think most people don’t believe it.[/quote]
right now i’m drawing inspiration from my mom whom i’ve never really gotten along with. she’s such the opposite of me and is optimistic to the point of viewing the world through rose colored glasses. somehow i’ve turned out hyper-critical to the point of misanthropy.
i’ve spent my youth getting away from my mom and something i’ve just noticed about her is she’s never spoken a negative comment about anyone. i mean never. ever. i find this extraordinary especially in the context of today’s wave of spoiled brat potty-pantsed americans of today - myself leading the charge of course.
anyway lately i’m looking to develop a more of my mom in myself. something i never thought i’d say. i’ll never go as far as she of course; i’ll never understand how she’s become such a phenomenal human being not being able to tell shit from shinola.
My kids inspire me. I just hope that I’m living the kind of life they would be proud of when it’s all said and done. They inspire me to work hard for them but to also be there for them and spend as much time as I possibly can with them. I hope when they get older, there are no regrets on how I raised them. That’s what inspires me.