Today in my risk management class, the teacher handed back last weeks tests. The diamond stud earring wearing, affliction shirt rocking, spiky haired BRO sitting in front of me turned to his buddy and gave a loud commentary on his performance “66 man, God must hate me.” This kid refused to admit that maybe he was unprepared because he was pounding brew all last week with his other bros (another loud story we all endured before class last tuesday). Rather than accept responsibility, he shifted the blame elsewhere. The statement he made can be interchanged with with the popular college kid statements “this teacher’s tests are confusing” or ” I had too much going on last week” but at the end of the day all these statements are all equivalent to “This just can’t be my fault.” Let’s face it though.. its much easier to assume “God hates you” and he doesn’t want you to pass risk management than to admit it was up to you to succeed and you didn’t make the magic happen. The “its not my fault” way of thinking rids you of blame, the other leaves you with the idea that you have to somehow become motivated and give a better effort the next time around. The first is easier to swallow and leaves you with no guilt, the second is tough to admit but ultimately its the truth.
All this reminded me of an article my roommate Chris was telling me about this weekend called “Why Men Fail.” The concept is that all men who are successful ( success measured not only by money and fame but also by happiness, success in the context of family, etc.) share one common ideology, success requires a sincere belief in the following: the cause you’re working towards, your own ability to perform, and lastly the system in which your performance takes place (paraphrased).
An impressive line of studs were interviewed and/or referenced including Matthew McConaughey, CEO of Tom’s Shoes, Steve Jobs, Bono, Pixar’s creative team, Obama, and Bush (the last two, people will argue their success but either way they did something right to be elected president). The emerging concept was that the people we envy in life are never cynics. A cynic is basically a skeptic; someone who thinks the world is working against them and things are just not going to work out no matter what they do. Statements to expect from a cynic: “its impossible to get ahead in this economy”, “All girls are crazy” (that might be true actually), “The government is out to screw us,” “The cops are out to get me,” or “I’m destined for failure.”
Does it make you feel better to complain about the circumstances that keep you from your goals? Absolutely. Does it change those circumstances and make it easier for you to overcome them? No way. All it does is put them in the spotlight of your focus and energy, right where creating a solution and overcoming those problems deserves to be.
I don’t have much to brag about myself on in life, but I can say that when I fail a friend, perform poorly in powerlifting, fail a test, or screw up a relationship, I can always admit the reason is that I didn’t work hard enough or that I didn’t have the particular skill level required in the first place and my failure is no one’s burden to bear but my own.
So on that note.. the video today is of the kid who crushed me at teen nationals last summer. Could I blame it on the fact his dad is a powerlifting legend? Sure. Does the fact he’s sponsored and gets the best gear help him? Of course. Has he been lifting longer? Most definitely. Do any of those excuses put me a step closer to beating him in the future? Hell no. All that matters to me is that on any given day, he is better than me. There’s no defense in powerlifting. I can’t change how much Knute can lift… all I can do is beat down the weights week in a week out and creep up pound by pound and hope it eventually pays off.
This is unrelated but I saw this in an interview with Dave Tate and Jim Wendler and it made me think of all the guys I know who take lifting wayyyyy to seriously:
TMUSCLE: What makes a lifter “hardcore”?
JW: I’m certainly not one of them. Dave, do you remember seeing a hardcore lifter that one time?
DT: No f****** lifter is hardcore. Hardcore is taking shrapnel in the ass fighting for your country. We’re lifting weights. You know what I’m saying? Everyone that walks around the gym trying to look badass, they’re just f****** wannabes. You ever walk through the mall and see guys wearing that Tap-Out gear? You think they actually fight people? Hell no. Years ago guys would wear Gold’s Gym shirts to make it look like they lifted. Meanwhile the truly “hardcore” guy doesn’t need to promote it.
JW: Yeah, they don’t need validity from any outside source. To me, hardcore is a single mom with two jobs supporting her family. Lifting weights helps build and refine character but that’s generally 30 years down the road.
