Confession of the morning. I have to go see the new Rocky movie. I watched the trailer this morning and it just got me going.
I suspect that if you are of a certain age, especially if you were a boy/teenager in the 70s-80s time frame you are going to have a certain reaction to hearing the theme. Gonna Fly Now starts playing and you start looking for the punching bag, it is always in my workout rotation.
How many of you have been to Philadelphia and run the steps. I know that I am not the only one who has done it, there must have been a half dozen other guys who just did it with me. I remember the day. It was a good four years or so ago.
There they were, the steps beckoning to me and then suddenly I was off and running. I could hear the guys on other side of me. It was spontaneous, impromptu running, but we just did it. Up the steps we flew hands above our heads triumphantly.
And then it was over and we were just a few average Joes with a sheepish grin across our face.
FWIW, Eye of the Tiger (the link is to the 80’s vide0) is on the workout rotation as well. It is another song that gets the blood pumping. It doesn’t have the same affect upon me as Gonna Fly Now, but it is close.
The truth is that I dig this kind of stuff. I love testing myself. I love that test of wills. Who wants it more. Who is willing to dig, to take the punishment to win.
Cliche or not, there is truth to old saw ‘No Pain, No Gain.”
You’ll have to excuse me now. I have a heavy bag that I still use. I need to go pound it for a few moments.