This week hasn’t gone all to plan.
It hasn’t been very well thought out.
I train each day, but not ideally.
It takes me all day to finish.
What I need is more time.
For now, I need to be smarter.
Smarter with the time I do have.
I haven’t been this far.
Well, that’s a thought.
At least for this week, it’ll be fine.
It is the reintegration period.
All of this will only improve with time.
I just have to make sure I get this week done.
So long as it all gets done, I’m good.
Just two more days of training.
This weekend is a reset weekend.
The rest of the year, I want to go hard.
I want to push myself to finish strong.
There’s no need to rush the process, but there’s no excuse to stall either. I have to strike that balance—pushing forward without letting the weight of it all slow me down. The discipline I built over time, that version of me who kept showing up day after day, he’s still here. I just have to let him take over again.
It’s easy to think I’m slipping when things aren’t perfect. When training stretches out too long, when my mind drifts, when the schedule doesn’t quite click into place. But this week isn’t about being perfect. It’s about getting back into rhythm, settling into the grind again. The control will return, the efficiency will come. Right now, all that matters is showing up and getting it done.
I’m giving myself these last two days to sort it out. To finish what I started. This weekend will reset everything. I’ll take what I learned from this week and sharpen it. Because when next week begins, I don’t want to ease into it. I want to be locked in.
The finish line is getting closer. That means I have to run harder, not slow down.
I’ve come too far to let these last weeks slip away. If I’m going to push myself, if I’m going to make this year mean something, I have to go all in.
No excuses. Just forward.
