Sunday, March 1, 2015

Commit To The Fight

I was visiting with a soldier the other day. He is a dog trainer, and his dogs are the baddest of the bad, Belgian Malinois, mostly.



So I am talking to him and I ask, "So do your dogs go for the arm like I see on TV?"

 And he answers, " When you see that, when a dog grabs for an arm, or a leg, an extremity, he is giving himself a way out if the shit goes bad." 

 And he keeps on explaining. He comes up with a magical phrase.

 "Our dogs? Our dogs commit to the fight."  

 When he said it, I got chills down the back of my neck, and even as I write it, I have them again.

And I said, "Yeah? Where do they bite?"

 And he says, "Right for the f%c*ing ribcage. And you will have to kill them to get them off of you."

 Those dogs are all the way in, in until they die, dedicated to the fight. 

 Not looking for a way out, not even considering it. 

 This is it for them , all the training, all the hours and years, their whole damn lives come down for the moment that he gets sent to attack. 

 Committed. 

 So then, I started thinking, PERFECT! All they way in or not? Committed to the Fight or not?  

 It's a helluva axiom for life, ain't it? For training? For doing it hard as you can or not doing it at all?

  Excuses be damned. 

 You in or not?
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All About Being a Lifer

What's a Lifer? Someone who isn't in to something for just a day, a month, a year...it's for life. Whether its training or your family or your job...it doesn't matter. You work at it, you build on it, you see the big picture . You don't miss workouts because it means something to you. You are like a Shakespearean actor- no matter what is going on in your life, you block it out when it's time to train. You walk into the weight room and all else disappears. Worry about it later.