Life is a tale told by an idiot. (According to Shakespeare anyway).
I'm not so sure I agree, but in a sense we are all idiots.
We strut around the stage, thinking we have it all figured out, only to prove ourselves wrong most of the time.
If you think back on the different goals that you have had throughout life, you will realise that many have changed.
What you wanted out of life at 5 changed when you reached 10, again when you made it to 15, ad infinitum.
This is neither good nor bad, it simply is. And when I look back on my lifting "career", I realise that I've done it several times.
Certain goals are still there, but the priority shifts and changes like the tides.
Strong...Big...Lean...Big And Lean...Strong And Lean... etc.
Lifting weights is constant. Striving to improve is constant. The finer details shift.
As life happens, things change. Sh!t Happens, as they say. You gotta roll with it.
Do I still want to be strong? Hell, yes. Is that all I train for? Hell, No.
I adapt to my age, my lifestyle, my current desires.
I think Long-term AND Short-term, and try to weave it all together into something meaningful.
But, I may wake up tomorrow with a completely new perspective, and that will change everything.
C'est La Vie.
Don't fight it, just work with it...
