The days continue to go by and you must keep it pushing. Another week has begun and you’re back to working out today. Have to write your daily ask again. Everything starts all over again. Does it not get tiring for you? I mean nobody is forcing you to do any of this so why not just take a break for yourself. You deserve it, you never took a break before unless it was forced onto you, so just take it. Reset and relax, get your body back to 100%. It’s fair to you. Words I know will do no good. They fall onto deaf ears. All he knows is this. He knows that today he’s at zero again and so he works until it’s done. He’s molded himself to be able to handle this. Doesn’t matter if he’s tired or low on time. Doesn’t matter if more important things are pulling him away, he finds the time and he gets it done. So I’ll just sit back and watch how he once again does it.
It’s true—no one’s making me do this. There’s no contract, no threat, no overseer. Just me and the voice. The one that reminds me each day starts at zero. That nothing carries over unless I choose to carry it. The temptation to rest sounds reasonable. Even kind. But I’ve learned that kindness to myself sometimes comes disguised as pressure, not pause. I don’t push because I’m addicted to movement. I push because I’ve made peace with the climb. And when I start at zero, I rise from it.
People say I deserve a break—and maybe they’re right. But I’ve seen what happens when I take them. I begin to decay. The structure softens. The edges round off. It becomes easier to skip, to delay, to lose the shape I fought to build. So I don’t stop—not because I don’t want rest, but because I don’t want to lose what I’ve carved into myself. The Void Adventurer was sculpted by repetition. By ignoring the voices offering softness when it wasn’t earned.
There’s beauty in it, though. The discipline isn’t punishment. It’s trust in motion. Trust that I’ll show up regardless. That I’ll handle whatever the day demands. Whether I’m tired, overwhelmed, or short on time—I get it done. And in doing so, I reinforce that the man I’ve become won’t falter when life tries to shake him. This isn’t about proving it to others. This is about proving it to myself again and again—until the proof is my nature.
