The Secret to Being a Badass With Unbreakable Confidence


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The Power of Habit: Your Secret Weapon for Success and Happiness

I am your constant companion.
I am your greatest helper or your heaviest burden.
I will push you onward or drag you down to failure.
I am completely at your command.
Half the things you do, you might just as well turn over to me,
and I will be able to do them quickly and correctly.
I am easily managed; you must merely be firm with me.
Show me exactly how you want something done, and after a few lessons, I will do it automatically.

I am the servant of all great men.
And, alas, of all failures as well.
Those who are great, I have made great.
Those who are failures, I have made failures.
I am not a machine, though I work with all the precision of a machine.
Plus, the intelligence of a man.
You may run me for profit, or run me for ruin; it makes no difference to me.
Take me, train me, be firm with me and I will put the world at your feet.
Be easy with me, and I will destroy you.
Who am I?

I am Habit!

It's been a week since I've been on the BJJ mat.

My shoulder is still bugging me.

I don't need to see the doctor, I know what they're going to say, ice it and rest it.

Par for the course, I've been here before.

But has the injury stopped me from attending class?

Of course not!

I've made it a habit that every day at noon, I show up at the school.

Unless I'm physically sick with a bug that infects others, I show up to learn.

And sometimes I learn more from watching.

Especially watching the senior belts roll around against each other.

And I take a lot of notes.

I can't do things when I'm busy getting smashed while training on the mat.

Like yesterday, when I was watching a purple belt being a Weebly-Wobble, making it almost impossible for his opponents to get the hooks in.

It gave me a bunch of ideas for drills to work on.

Something I wouldn't have known if I had stayed home.

Taking Every Advantage

Don't let a hurdle turn into a wall.

You never know the opportunities that get missed when you don't show up.

For the things that are important in your life, make it a habit to show up every day.

Rain or shine, healthy or not.

The 1% Compounding Effect is at work.

If you work it!

Do as little as 1% every day and you will be 37 times better at the end of the year!

37 times!

Can you imagine?

That's The Power of Habit

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