Want to be flattered?

They say that imitation or "copying" is the sincerest form of flattery. Ok, I'll go with that. Perosnally I think theres probably much better ways to flatter someone, but that will have to wait for a later posting!

So the other day I took a quick look around the internet to see how well I have been supplying my competition with their concepts, ideas and ad copy. Yes, besides being the owner of Ultimate Body Studios, I am also a regular "contributor" to my competition as well.

For example, long ago I came up with the phrase 'What's Your Excuse?" when my earlier phrase "No excuses, just results" showed up on a competitors website. Not onbly that, but this particular business even now has a 'group fitness" class that costs $325 per month. Original huh?

Want to read some of my original articles that I wrote for the Frisco Enterprise over the course of a couple of years? All I have to do is direct you to a competitors blog where minimal -if any, changes made. No worries though, the person who steals many of my articles doesn't sign his name to them... therefore he's "safe" I guess.

Want to get your own free copy of the "Ultimate Body Transformation" report? Just go to another competitors website and click on the picture. Just don't expect to actually get a copy of the report, it doesn't exist. All the little picture does is drives Ultimate Body Transformation traffic to this gym's website.

Believe it or not, I haven't even started to scratch the surface... and here's why: that's not what this article is about. What it IS about is YOU. Yes, YOU. Well, more specifically, how you are copied.

Let me ask you this, who is copying YOU? I have a feeling that you are being copied quite a bit by those around you. Co-workers, husbands, wives, but most importantly, your children.

Stop for just a moment and think about this. There is nothing more heartwarming than seeing your precious baby walk into the room wearing your huge, much too large shoes. Remember when your little boy had to get his own little toy tool set so that he could be just like his daddy? There are hundreds of wonderful examples of how your very own kids copy and mimic you. And you should be flattered, and touched.

And when your baby starts mimicing your really bad eating habits and all around lazieness, you should be touched again. Or smacked! Think about it, our little ones are going to learn from us. Hopefully the good, but sometimes the bad. It's all up to you.

Bottom line is this, if you struggle with your weight and health, why in the world would you EVER want to pass that on to your kids? So here's my solution. Stop eating unhealthy and start being active. Set the example and save them a lifetime of pain and suffering with their weight. It's really that simple and yet at the same time it's amazingly important.

When your kids mimic the best in you, be flattered; and when you see parts of Ultimate Body in other fitness studios, just know that I'm sitting somewhere being flattered too :)

Then, Studpid Walks In...

You have many things under control, right? I mean, not every little detail, but MOST things. You live your life your way, on your terms and so on...you choose the car you drive, where you live and things such as that. Heck, you even decide what you are gonna wear and watch on TV tonight.

But those things where you actually have some level of "control" aren't those of which I want to speak. It is, in fact, the smaller and less controlled things that I want to discuss. You know the ones -like choosing to eat "clean" instead of crap. Choosing to workout in a precise, effective manner over just slogging through the motions or maybe not even working out at all.

You know how it goes, you get fully fed up with being fat and unhealthy then make a new consorted effort to do something about it. So there it starts. You may begin eating clean, meal by meal, one after another. Chicken, salad, protein bar, egg whites and so forth. You get to feeling really, really good, -like for once you are on track. "This time I'm doing it!" you proclaim to yourself. On and on it goes. With each passing healthy meal you are gaining confidence and strength. In your mind, you may even seem to be unstoppable.

Then it happens. Stupid walks in.

The arch enemy of everything you do is called stupid. Oh, and "stupid" is only "stupid" in name. It takes on many shapes and forms. Sometimes stupid looks like a chocolate chip cookie or a brownie, or pizza or even beer. Other times it looks like your best friend saying "Come on, just have a little bite!" I've even seen stupid look like an excuse. "I'm just too tired and worn out to go to class tonite." Hello stupid!

Funny thing about stupid is that you have often welcomed stupid to hang out with you. It seems that you treat stupid as though once it shows up, you never make it leave. Furthermore, you often invite all of stupid's friends known as "even stupider", "damn stupid" and "freaking really stupid" to come join your failure party. They look alot like "Well, I already screwed up by eating that piece of pizza" (welcome stupid) to 'I might as well just blow off the entire weekend now and restart Monday" (welcome even stupider). -Those other losers seem to think they have a golden invitation every time just plain 'ol stupid walks in. Before you know it, stupid and friends are all over you and success is a fleeting concept.

Sound at all familiar? Sure it does. Stupid and company have been tormenting your best plans and efforts for years. The solution? -It's a simple, yet very powerful tool that stupid hates. Where do you get this tool? Well, you get it where all your best provisions are kept. Within yourself. Yep, no infomercial with some freak needed to sell you this tool. You already got it. What's it called? Resolve.

Resolve. Say it a few times and think about the absolute power that resolve can wield for you. Bring it forward in your mind and dust it off. She's ready to work for you at a moments notice. In fact, she's hungry to work for you and the more you exercise her, the stronger she becomes. And by the way, stupid HATES and is TERRIFIED of her. Smile now. She's your friend and will help you make it to your goals. All of them, fitness and otherwise. Smile again. That's some good reality baby! Those of you who know that everything you do in fitness is directly related to the rest of your life know what I just told you.

So here's how I would recommend introducing stupid to resolve. "Hey, why don't you just have a little bit of this cheesecake?" (Hola estupido!) "No. No way. There's no chance I'm going to eat that." (resolve!) Did you hear stupid run for the door? Maybe we should change stupid's name to Flash as fast as it just ran away! And stupids friends? Yeah right. They made potty and hid under the bed.

Resolve winks at you, you smile. Goals fast approaching!


Ron

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