The Stair Master From HELL 🔥

Sunday is a day I set aside for rest, spending time with family, or being out on a golf course.

But this past Sunday, it would be my 2nd of 3 days in a row playing these prestigious golf courses.

The Crossings at Carlsbad on Saturday,

South Hills Country Club, Sunday

& Mesa Verde Country Club on Monday.

I had shot my best round to date on Saturday, shooting an 87 going 15 over Par.

Sunday comes around and I’m scheduled for an afternoon round.

This morning, I’m just feeling a gnawing in my chest that says to not just rest and wait for the round, go out and move the body to get loose for the round.

In my head I’m thinking “I had just shot my best round, don’t celebrate and sit, instead push through to the next gear” not even sure there was a next gear or next level.

If you get what I’m feeling.

So I pull up to the gym, with “just a nice easy sauna session and some cardio.”

Done, easy day.

I do the sauna session, and it goes well. 15 minutes or so, get some good needed sweat.

Now comes the cardio, my weapon of choice, The Stair Master.

You’ve seen these things, pretty cool machine but a motherfucker after a little while.

So without thinking too much, I set my intention to 200 calories.

Never go into something without intention, a bar to hit, a level to get to or exceed.

So I get on and start.

Now after a couple minutes, an Ed Mylett podcast playing in my headphones, I take a quick look at the Calorie meter, and see..

“WHAT THE FUCK, IVE SERIOUSLY BURNED 17 CALORIES?!”

It had been maybe 3-4 minutes..

I think, Oh fuck this is gonna be a while.

Now here’s the relatable part and why I felt it was necessary to write this..

I heard my inner voice go “Just get to 100 and call it a day.. Maybe 150.. 100 is a solid workout..”

It’s at this point that most people do what most people do..

They listen to themselves..

Their feeling..

Their emotion..

Their mood..

I saw a quote that says -

“Self Mastery is done through Discipline. For those who suffer fall victim to mood, emotions, and feelings.”

I then realized, COMMITMENT was the next step.

I got angry with myself and went

“WHAT KIND OF BITCH WOULD I BE TO SETTLE AFTER SETTING THE INTENTION”

And bam 💥, quick shift, I said to myself “You’ve committed, it no longer matters how long it takes, how slow you go, how much you sweat, you’re going to finish what you said you would”

Now you’re probably thinking, “this was all over 200 calories?” YES

How many fucking little things do we commit to and don’t even follow through with??

How can you expect to commit to the big results without proving to yourself with small things??

Try this out for yourself, maybe 200 is nothing to you, then go for 600, whatever feels just beyond your limit for yourself.

Then the games began..

Crossed 100 calories..

I say to myself “Okay 50%”

Get some water.

Hop back on..

What felt like an hour later, I get to 150, and I all of a sudden become a mathematician,

75% there.. just get to 160 and you’ll be at 80%

And I really began to breath hard, my heart beating faster and sweat was everywhere..

Then some FUCKERY begins..

Those of you who do the stair master may know what’s coming next..

It’s been maybe 23-24 minutes by now, thousand something steps, 87 floors or whatever, doesn’t matter..

I get to 170 calories and think “85% theres..”

And the machine goes into fucking COOL DOWN MODE.. and starts to slow down for me..

And I’m like “wtf is going on??” I manually have to up the speed back..

Goes back to speed..

Now I’m like “ARE YOU JUST AN 90% MOTHERFUCKER?! Or what? Can others trust you 90% of the time? Do you keep your word 90% of the time? Or WHAT??”

I know, I’m just an idiot.

Anyways, get to 180..

AND IT GOES INTO COOL DOWN MODE AGAIN..

Now I’m like “This fucking machine is the devil because I was tempted like a motherfucker to just hop off and be like you’re right, cool down mode call it a day..”

Up the speed, keep going..

This sucks.. I’m dripping all over the place.. I’m probably drooling, whatever..

Then I get to 190, and guess what..

THE MACHINE FUCKING SHUTS OFF AND READS “WORKOUT OVER..”

Now I’m like this piece of shit is a fucking masterpiece of a machine..

But it’s not made for mother fuckers like me lol

I then had to turn the shit back on, and get it up to speed and count from there..

I knew I owed myself the last 10 calories..

Saying “You’re a 100% motherfucker..”

Finish my 10..

Then for good measure I did and extra 10 just to ensure in this moment, in this instance, I’m committed not only 100% of the time, but I’ll give you 105%.

Some fucking machine right??

I went on to have a great round that day, wasn’t my best round but of all the time I’ve played South Hills CC, it was definitely my best round at that course.

That’s the story of the Stair Master from Hell.

Go out and try it yourself, push it to your limit and tell me how it goes.