Arnold’s Six Rules of [CrossFit] Success
Arnold Schwarzenegger was born in Austria, but grew up in Switzerland where he started working out at age 14. After moving to California, he began training with Greg Glassman and eventually became one of the most famous bodybuilders of all time.
In this article I will explain what are the six rules of success for anyone trying to become a professional CrossFitter:
1) Train hard every single day.
2) Do not over train.
If you do, your performance will suffer.
3) Eat right and sleep enough.
You cannot perform at your best if you are undernourished or tired from lack of sleep.
4) Never give up!
Even when things look bleak, keep going until victory comes to you!
5) Don’t get discouraged; it takes persistence to succeed.
6) Always have fun!
The first rule is very simple. The second rule is equally simple. The third rule is easy to follow, but the fourth and fifth rules are harder to understand. Let me try to explain them briefly so that you can apply these rules to your own life and achieve success in your own way.
The fourth rule is that you must never give up! If you truly want to achieve something, anything, in life, it will require time and effort. You must be willing to make sacrifices. You must be willing to work and strain yourself.
Just when you think you’ve hit a plateau in your training or have become bored with your routine, you must find the motivation to continue. You must see every task, no matter how mundane or difficult, as an opportunity to improve yourself.
If you feel the desire to quit and give up when life gets tough, then you need to re-examine your goals and figure out if they are worth all the effort. If you determine that you do really want something badly enough, then you should look for ways to keep going despite the obstacles life puts in your way.
I was once asked by a journalist when I was training for my first Mr. Olympia competition how I mentally prepared myself to push through the pain of a brutal workout. I told him that the will to win is much stronger than the pain caused by physical exertion. There comes a point when your muscles feel like they’re on fire and you feel like your heart is going to explode inside your chest, but you have to keep going.
I said to that writer that the only time I ever thought I couldn’t go on was during an event that happened when I was a boy. I don’t like to talk about it because it causes me great pain even after all these years, but it’s important for you to understand the impact it had on my life.
I had just turned six years old and it was winter time. The peak of the mountain behind our little town was always covered with snow, but one morning it was particularly icy. I was so excited to go to school because the first snowfall of the year had arrived and this was the first time I got to experience it. I woke up on that fateful morning and couldn’t wait to get ready.
I can still remember putting on my new blue snowsuit, warm and comfortable. I could also remember my mother doing my hair. I had curly blond hair and she curled it nice and neat before school. When I looked in the mirror, I didn’t even recognize myself!
I ran downstairs to eat a piece of toast before leaving and then went out the door to play in the snow. The sun reflected off the snow and I couldn’t see anything, but I heard the voices of other children playing. I followed the voices and found several classmates building a snowman. They asked me if I wanted to help and I told them that I didn’t have a snowball.
They all laughed at me and said that they didn’t either, but I could grab some snow and help roll the snowman.
I ran back home as fast as I could. My mother was standing in front of our porch and called to me, but I ignored her. I ran inside and found my father sitting in the living room reading the newspaper. He was dressed in his gray uniform.
He worked at the airport and always wore a uniform. He told me that he was leaving for work and that when he got back, he would take me to the airport so I could see the planes. I ran past him and into the kitchen.
I opened the freezer and grabbed a bowl of ice. I ran back out to the front porch just in time to see my father start up the car. He honked the horn and waved, and I waved back. I ran to the road to stop him, but my mother grabbed my arm and held me back.
My father drove away without seeing me.
I screamed for him to come back and wanted to run after the car, but my mother wouldn’t let go of my arm. I struggled, but she was too strong. Instead of hitting her, I did the next best thing. I head-butted her shin.
I felt a strange sensation in my head and then it felt like it was on fire. My vision turned dark and I felt dizzy. I collapsed into the snow.
When I woke up, I was lying in the back of an ambulance. An EMT was hovering over me and he seemed very concerned. He put a cold thing on my head and I felt better. He asked me my name, but I wouldn’t tell him.
I kept saying that I had to get to the airport to see my father. He told me not to worry because my father was already at the hospital and they were going to take me there right away.
I looked out the window of the ambulance and saw flashing lights. They were heading down the road next to the golf course. We got on the freeway and drove for a long time before pulling into the hospital parking lot. I got out of the ambulance and walked inside.
I could hear a woman screaming from a room down the hall. It sounded like my mother.
I followed the EMT into the elevator. He pushed the button for the seventh floor and turned to me. “
I didn’t want to tell him that I head-butted my mom, so I told him that I fell trying to catch my dad’s hat. He looked a little puzzled and gave me a concerned look.
When the elevator opened, two nurses and a man in a suit came running toward us. They said something to the EMT that I couldn’t understand and then turned to me. The man put his hand on my shoulder and told me that they had to take the fastest way to get to me and that was through the emergency room. He said I must have given the people in the emergency room a real scare.
He led me to an elevator on the far side of the lobby. The elevator was small and had only two buttons, up and down. He pressed the up button and we waited for what seemed like a long time before the door opened.
I stepped into a large room with a tile floor and shiny metal cabinets along the walls. There were people everywhere, some in white lab coats and some in clothes like mine. Everyone seemed to be in a big hurry. A woman with dark hair tied in a bun was talking to a man in a white coat.
They looked at me and the woman came over.
I told her that I needed to get to the airport to see my father. She looked worried and said that my dad was there when I fell and that he was taking me to the ER. She asked me how I fell and I told her that I was trying to catch my dad’s hat. She looked puzzled for a moment, then smiled and said that my parents were there and would meet me in the ER.
She told me her name was Nancy and if I got nervous while I was waiting, to come and find her.
I walked through the door on the left and found myself in a room with four hospital beds. Three of them were occupied.
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