Motivational poem

[chris.sakellariou]

hey guys, here is a nice motivational poem i recently found and wanna share it with all of you. This especially applies to all of us bbers who have been told we can't accomplish things in the gym. feel free to post any poems of your own.



It Couldn't Be Done
By Edgar A. Guest


Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.


Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;
At least no one ever has done it";
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.


There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That "cannot be done," and you'll do it.

[MetzgerMeister]

If it's meant to be, It's up to me.

[430spider]

thats short and sweet lol

[thebeast1]

a whole bunch of saying i love and happen to have in my aim profile the man with enthusiasm one is even my screensaver lol



Some call it an obsession, I call it a lifestyle

The Iron never lies to you. You can walk outside and listen to all kinds of talk, get told that you're a god or a total bastard. The Iron will always kick you the real deal. The Iron is the great reference point, the all-knowing perspective giver. Always there like a beacon in the pitch black. I have found the Iron to be my greatest friend. It never freaks out on me, never runs. Friends may come and go. But two hundred pounds is
always two hundred pounds.

Why am I a bodybuilder? What's a football player do? What's a wrestler
do, huh? You can't go tackling people in the street. You can't just go
in the store and put someone in a half nelson and get two points. But
bodybuilders are bodybuilders- eating, sleeping, ****ing, training,
going to the store, getting a haircut, taking a ****- all the time. I
am what I do, and that's the best thing of all.

Yeah, I had a girlfriend once, but she couldn't spot me, so what was
the point?

One man has enthusiasm for 30 minutes, another for 30 days, but it is the man who has it for
30 years who makes a success of his life.

BMW M3............$53,000
Armani Leather Jacket............$700
Rolex Watch............$3,450
The Latspread............priceless
Attraction of the opposite sex.........priceless
Myofibrillar Hypertrophy..........priceless
The Muscle Pump...............priceless
The look on your ex-gf's face after cutting season........priceless

There are alot of things money CAN buy, for everything else theres
BODYBUILDING.


Ain't nothin' but a peanut.

Bodybuilding isnt 90 minutes in the gym... Its a lifestyle

[JK2006]

Good one, will rep you later (cant do it for the next 24 hrs)

[and911]

so i'm supposed to sing while i workout?
kidding
nice poem though reps

[yankeefan22]

great poem. One of my favorites is also by Edgar Guest, called "Tomorrow". Whenever I feel tired and think of skipping a workout/practice and say "oh I'll just go tomorrow", I read this and it gets me really pumped up:

He was going to be all that a mortal should be
Tomorrow.
No one should be kinder or braver than he
Tomorrow.
A friend who was troubled and weary he knew,
Who'd be glad of a lift and who needed it, too;
On him he would call and see what he could do
Tomorrow.

Each morning he stacked up the letters he'd write
Tomorrow.
And thought of the folks he would fill with delight
Tomorrow.
It was too bad, indeed, he was busy today,
And hadn't a minute to stop on his way;
More time he would have to give others, he'd say
Tomorrow.

The greatest of workers this man would have been
Tomorrow.
The world would have known him, had he ever seen
Tomorrow.
But the fact is he died and he faded from view,
And all that he left here when living was through
Was a mountain of things he intended to do
Tomorrow.