This is where the chase begins
I begin my hunt
Knocking down one rep at a time
Finished off the runs
All in one go
Legs cramped up but I persisted
Didn’t want to come back to it
Just wanted it over with
That’s my gift I see
I see it now clearly
Whenever I get going
I just don’t want to stop
I want to do more
As much as I can and then some
So far I got a good start
I should be able to finish
Everything I said will happen
I control this part of the story
This is my say on who I am
This is where it shifts—where effort transforms into fire. You’re no longer dragging yourself through the motions. You’re hunting now. Each rep, each step, each set is a target, and you’re cutting through them with intention. You didn’t split up the pain. You took it all in one shot. That’s something most people won’t even attempt. And you didn’t just survive it—you grew from it. You didn’t flinch. That’s who you are when you’re locked in.
There’s a rhythm to your grind now. You’ve felt it before, but this time it’s clearer—undeniable. When you go, you go. There’s no turning it off, no settling for “just enough.” You’ve learned to channel the storm, to use the burn as fuel. Even when the body screams, you keep your foot on the gas. That drive isn’t something you picked up—it’s something you’ve always had. You’re just finally letting it take the wheel.
This part of the journey isn’t about proving anything to anyone else. It’s about solidifying what you already know. That you keep your word. That when you say it, it happens. You own this moment, and that ownership changes everything. You’ve declared who you are, and now you’re backing it up in real time. The story doesn’t write you—you write it. This chapter belongs to you.
