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Obsession is destroying the seven-lane superhighway in your mind and leaving only one lane towards one destination. It is a total restructuring of the way you think. Everything routes back to that goal.
Obsession is an addiction. The achievement of that goal becomes a relentless pursuit and incessant thought. This is more than drive, ambition, and motivation.
You don’t have to be obsessed to hit your targets, but it sure helps. Back in early December, I became obsessed with losing weight. I reigned in my energy and focused it on this singular task. I wanted to get rid of my skinny fat look. I was sick and tired of seeing that surprised “OH WOW! You go to the gym?” look.
So, I joined a new gym and took on a challenge: I would lose 5% body fat in 6 weeks or forfeit $400. I got a meal plan and attended workout sessions religiously. Hell, I even did a few two-a-days. To be even more annoying I started carrying around a one-gallon water jug–the popular way of saying “Hey look world! I work out!” Additionally, I ate on a strict schedule, only ate specific foods, and for many weeks I just ate the same food every meal.
I wasn’t going to lose. Every time my body was ready to collapse my mind worked for me. It sent me flying down my one track highway towards my goal. Soon, people were noticing my changed physique. I was catching all the right glances.
No one was surprised to hear I was a gym rat. (YES!)
What happened at my final weight out? I didn’t lose 5%, I lost 6%. That’s where obsession and focus will get you. You don’t just arrive at your goal, you surpass it.
Of course, there’s another story I feel obligated to share as well. Caught on the high of my juicy victory I decided to go for a repeat victory–I accepted the challenge again! Lose 5% more? Sheesh, give me a harder challenge!
Well, this was when I became lazy and passive. In the middle of my challenge, I went on vacation. So, that meant I ate and drank like I was on vacation–sliders, beer, fried chicken, pasta, EVERYTHING! It was so yummy.
I was still working out and getting drenched in sweat, but my nutrition sucked. The fat reader slapped me in the face with its cold digital numbers when I returned from vacation. I felt like it poked my belly and taunted, “Want some more fried chicken tubby?”
With less than 3 weeks to reach my goal, I turned on my addiction. I kicked my lazy butt into action. I watched video after video about nutrition and fitness. I dove into the world of intermittent fasting and went straight for one of the most restrictive caloric diets–one meal a day.
I fasted, worked out, ran 3 miles every other day in addition to my regular workout, took longer runs on the weekends, and even did a 48-hour fast before my final weigh in. I wasn’t going to lose.
People called me crazy; but here’s the thing, if you’re not willing to be crazy about your goals that means your goals aren’t worth it.
I was at the final weigh in. My hands were shaking from nervousness. I wrapped my fingers around the fat reader and stared into the screen as if it were some crystal ball. It finally flashed.
I lost less than 1% body fat.
I caught my focus too late in the game. I waited to make big changes. I wasn’t serious until far after I should have been. Don’t waste time. Get moving on the things you want. Acquire such a tunnel vision that people call you insane. Being crazy, insane, and absurd means you’re on the right path. Average people call the extraordinary ones crazy.
Be crazy. Be obsessed. Be addicted.