In 7th grade at Parks Jr. High School, my homeroom teacher was Mr. Sonny. Every morning, I stepped into his classroom. Every morning, I looked up in front of me at the quote that ran above the chalkboard. It said “Excuses are the nails that build the house of failure.” Til this day, I still remember it and proudly spit it out when deemed necessary.
Two days ago, on June 29, 2010, I worked out with both Steven Huang and Michael Bonifacio. It will be the last time the three of us lift together for over half a year; Mikey is soon leaving to Peru until January.
Less than 6 months ago, Steven was squatting 95 pounds without even hitting parallel to the ground.
Less than 6 months ago, Mikey could not even perform a body weight squat; he didn’t have the balance nor capability to do so.
Two days ago, on that very fine Tuesday, we went into Fitness1 (I snuck in. Dear co-owner of Fitness1, you need to work at 24 Hour Fitness because your corporate-ass mentality belongs there.) and tore it up.
We performed 7 sets each, including 5 heavy sets.
I ended up doing 275×4 on my last set, but that isn’t impressive at all.
What was impressive was the amount of progression both Steven and Mikey had accomplished in such a short period of time.
For his last two sets, Steven hit 245×6 and 255×4 (failure on the 5th rep).
Mikey went for PRs on his last two sets and accomplished a perfect 230×1 and attempted 250×1 afterward.
I have it recorded on Facebook for those who are interested to see the feat they have accomplished.
I am dead proud to be their friend. I am dead proud of what they’ve traversed in such a short period of time. I don’t give a shit how bromantic I’m sounding, but those two are amazing. Their determination is second to none; I know less than a handful of people who are just as willing to push themselves to their limits.
Excuses are the nails that build the house of failure. If you feel as though you cannot attain a certain goal, look at those two fellows. If you’re as hungry as they are, you’ll be fucking unstoppable.