You may work out all the time, you may wear a chinstrap all day, u may have sweat dripping down your face all the time. If thats the case you need to take care of your face. You can’t be on prime time with P Diddy pimples… I tried the whole Proactive package and it was too much maintenence but I knew all the chemicals in Clearasil (Glycerin, Potassium Myristate, Potassium Stearate, Potassium Palmitate, Sodium Lauroyl Sarcosinate, Myristic Acid, Stearic Acid, Polyquaternium-10, Pentasodium Pentetate, Tetrasodium Etibronate, Aloe Barbadensis Gel, Fragrance.) probably aren’t the best for you. So I looked for a herbal remedy. TEA TREE OIL. Its sold at whole foods and organic stores. It is strong enough that it will clear up any blemishes within days and it leaves you with a smooth feeling. Try it out for yourself.
I am a member of the executive collegiate committee of the NCPA (National Collegiate Players Association). I’ve been doing a lot of work over the last 2 years trying to fight for rights for college athletes. The latest thing we have been working on is this College Athletes Right To Know Bill… It’s being pushed through legislation in Georgia. It already has been voted on in Cali. Check out the article. It is talking about some guys that are starting revolutionary movement. Yes, they still happen!!
I’ve been fighting casual habits like saying, “Jo”, “Whatsup”, “Hamm” and “Thats whats up”… Today I was about to say “Thats what she said” at a group meeting. So I went on a quest to find out where it came from and I found this.
Yesterday I had something happen to me, that hasn’t happened in a loooong time.
I was running conditioning drills and beasting through them. Racing, competing grinding through every drill. We got towards the end of the session and we had to do 10 100yd sprints and hills after. Mid way through the 4th sprint my groin tightened up. I’ve been through injuries, bruises, broken bones, illness, and sprains. This is a reoccurring injury also. I didn’t even think twice to keep on going. (I’m a man and we fight through stuff like this. I got enough testosterone to get past my arm being blown off. It happens in every movie I’ve watched since I was 5yrs old. #manfact) …. but as I digress, I finished the last sprint and as I was walking to the water bottles I felt the unnerving pain pulling. I told the trainer, “Ishe, My groin is going ham!”. She said, “lets see if you can make it through”. I stretched for a minute, sucked it up and ran to the hill, finished and pull a 300lb lineman up when i was done.
The next day I went to get ice for my shoulder, I said, “Ishe, Im glad I finished yesterday”, she said “I wasn’t gonna let you be a punk out there”, I said, “Thanks, I know I aint no punk though, but I’m falling apart” “Well, maybe your just not as tough as you thought you were”….. I was appalled! I had no slick comeback, no proof of purchase. Just a moment of reflection…As I walked away I thought to myself, “maybe I’m not tough”. Then I had that flashback moment that took me through the early mornings of workouts, rugged exam schedule, the tumultuous practices, and the trials and tribulations of pledging a fraternity at the same time and reassured my self that I was tough. At least I think so….. I feel like I need to be in more life compromising situations before I can say that I am. Im putting in calls to all my close friends: Jack Bauer, John McClain, Rambo, Detective Riggs, Bruce Lee, Jim Kelly, Axel Foley, and Chuck Norris. Hopefully hanging out with this team of awesome man’s men everyday after work, I can gain my composure and kick that whoever questions my toughness in the throat (with some man-boots of course) when she asks again.
JP But, I might if its a guy look at me the wrong way,
“Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win. Everyone who competes in the games exercises self-control in all things They then do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable. Therefore I run in such a way, as not without aim; I box in such a way, as not beating the air; but I discipline my body and make it my slave, so that, after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified. - 1 Corinthians 9:24-27”—
Here is a whole session on training your body and mind for good works, GOOD READ
Joqs are big strong warriors! We fight to near death every weekend for 15 weeks. In order to survive a strenuous schedule like that you have to really train your body and mind. Conditioning and weight lifting sessions at ungodly hours (5am) is just one of the things on our list. We sign up for a calendar of year-round training and selfless subjection to a noble cause… The break down day in and day out expresses that goal, “Championship on 3, Championship on 3… 1,2,3… CHAMPIONSHIP!!”
After time this lifestyle of 365/grind gets you continuously “sick & tired”… At what point do you get sick and tired of being sick and tired? Eventually, continuous cycles of pain and struggle makes you stronger. (Perseverance) If you have ever watched Dragon Ball Z (one of my favorite childhood anime cartoons), every time Goku battles or dies, he gets stronger. Eventually he goes through enough battles to reach the Super Saiyan level. Hair turns gold and he gets unlimited strength….
We grind everyday in hopes of being the ultimate athlete, ultimate warrior, ultimate Joq, we are Super Saiyans!!
Every morning when I get dressed for weights. I listen to some songs to give me inspiration for the grinding relentlessly towards reaching my goals and aspirations. Songs that touch my inner-core to a point that surpasses the moon’s hazy spell put the on my mind night after night. Today I landed on Al Green - Love and Happiness (one of my favorite old school joints). I can just feel the electricity of when he used to perform. I really feel that longing for togetherness that Al sang about. I sing along with the hook, but the male bravado, that I have to exhibit, edits the curse words out…*In my Christmas Story voice-over tone* Yea, the CURSE WORD of all CURSE WORDS!….. Love!! L-O-V-E!! I know I shouldn’t even write it! I make sure i skip that terrible verb and say…… THUG and NAPPYNESS. Yes, THUG!! I don’t have to say “The word”, and Nappyness just goes well with it. But anyways, I have treaded on the subject too long, I’m Real #BruhBruh *in my Plies voice* so I’m gonna do a drive-by and then after play a video game to re-enact my real life virtually!!! #justplayin.. but for real… -__-
The first event in any joq’s day is the workout. For me it starts at 6am. Thats 5:15 wake up, nice lil drive to the stadium. Grab my work out bag, put on my oversized girdle, ripped socks and faded under-armor and go to work! Through out the years it get mundane and monotonous but the competitor in me loves to get better. Like Tim says, “You can either get stronger or be a pussy, the choice is yours.” Lol. The one thing that helps manage my mood for the day is the morning soundtrack. Being in the south it usually is made of a compilation of ignorant music, and I’m cool with it.. (WAAAKKKKAAA O_o FLOKKKAAAA o_O) But my favorite days are when we listen to either the old school mix (Luniz, Tupac, Biggie, Snoop, Coolio.. yes.. Gangsta’s Paradise is that JAM!) or Young Jeezy - Thug Motivation 101. Something about Jeezy’s delivery just gets you ready to do 50 pull ups and stand on a weight bench yelling, “I’m a T-R-A-P-S-T-A-R…Lets Get IT!!” KING KONG ain’t got nothing on me when this meathead/trapstar anthem is playing.
Like my boy Gladiator says, “you gotta grind to shine” Its all part of making the grind enjoyable.