I see myself, financially independent, improving on a daily basis, even more fitter, having at least blue belt, traveling all around the world and giving all the experience on socials to inspire others and teach them on how I achieved it. PS: I hope I won't be bald in 5 years

Let’s start the debate! I like doing more of a calisthenics but I do both.

As I was telling many people my story, I wasn’t always in this state of confidence in many things I do. There have been many downfalls that I want to share with you today. It all started in my teenage years. I never wanted to improve myself; I didn’t want to study, I didn’t want to do anything—I was only a taker, never a provider. One day, life took its turn. I was playing football at the time, and I was a goalkeeper. Suddenly, opponent 1 centered the ball to opponent 2. The ball was going in a way where both the opponent and I had to jump to get the ball. So we did, and we bumped into each other in a way that caused me to land badly on my right leg. I couldn’t stand up. My teammate had to carry me off the pitch. It was brutal for me. In the next 6 months, I had to undergo surgery. That’s when the worst feelings hit. I had a tough time getting over that period. I didn’t know what sleep was because of the constant pain in my leg. I didn’t have many opportunities to go outside and socialize with others, which would have helped my mental health. I thought my life was over at that point, and that there was no going back. I blamed everyone and everything around me, which was my biggest mistake. The only person I had to blame was myself... After quite some time and a few breakdowns later, I realized that I was responsible for that injury. If I had been fit, it might not have happened. So, I took action for the first time in my life. I started going to the gym, and I had so much time back then. I went on YouTube to seek answers on how to work out, what to eat, and what habits to develop to get my dream physique. I had to build a new identity because I hated the old one. Yes, it was hard at the start, but I knew it would be harder to live with the regret of not starting at all. And I actually started enjoying the journey. Seeing myself improve while everyone else stayed in the same place—how sad! But it was their life. Each day, my confidence rose. After two years of consistent work, I fell blindly in love with many women, but I didn’t have any game. It all ended in pieces. I was shattered again and felt like I was never going to be loved—ever. That was a nightmare for me. Biologically, humans stayed in groups for survival. Being kicked out of the group back then meant a much lower chance of survival. This feeling still exists today, even though we don't have this many life threats out there than it was back than.

We all know the feeling—one day you’re fired up to hit the gym or crush a goal. That’s motivation—the spark that gets you started, fueled by emotion. The problem? It fades fast. One day you’re excited, the next, not so much. That’s where discipline comes in. Discipline is the habit of showing up, no matter how you feel. It’s doing the work even when motivation is gone. While motivation is temporary, discipline builds consistency and keeps you on track. In short: Motivation gets you started. Discipline keeps you going. Which one are you relying on?

Ask me any questions with confidence in regards to girls & I'll share you what I did as well as what you should do! PLEASE BE DETAILED!