Burpees. Over and over and over again. Running, jumping rope, kettle bell swings, sit ups, vertical jumps. And that was all before 8 am.
And so the day begins.
Seize it. Slide in kicking up the dust. Swinging for the bleachers. Why not. There are only the barriers in the mind. Some self imposed barbed wire fence.
Maybe that is what the Triumph Scrambler is all about. Maybe that is why the Great Escape motorcycle jump resonates so. No self imposed barriers. Going for it. At moments like that there is no failure. There is only effort. McQueen still is the king of cool just because of that jump….the effort.
An ageless experiment.