"Your Body’s Going to Ask You a Question One Day"

(And it won’t be multiple choice)

It’s said you’re born like a brand-new car — shiny, fast, perfect. You drive it like hell through your teens and twenties. Full throttle. No oil changes. Midnight donuts in the car park. Then, somewhere in your 30s, you notice the rattle. The brakes squeak. The tyres are bald. Suddenly, you’re spending more time in the metaphorical workshop than on the open road, wondering what the hell went wrong.

Welcome to your thirties.

This is the decade where life taps you on the shoulder and asks, “So… how’s that body holding up?”
And one day — not in some distant, cinematic crisis, but on a random Tuesday when you least expect it — your body is going to ask you a much bigger question. A serious, life-depending question about your capacity. Your Life or your loved one's life may depend on your capacity to answer that question, and when it does, how will you respond?

With regret and apologies? Or will you rise, with the quiet, smug confidence of someone who’s been training for this moment their whole damn life?

Here’s the ugly truth

In times of crisis, we don’t rise to our hopes and expectations — we fall to the level of our training. That’s not motivational Instagram fluff, it’s physics. It’s biology. And it’s brutal.

You only get two real choices in life:

1. Your training — what you do when no one’s watching.

2. Your equipment selection — the tools you choose to get the job done.

Everything else is chaos.

Fail where it’s safe

Better to fail 1,000 times in the gym, sweat in peace, curse the weights, and come back stronger, than to fail once when it counts — when the stakes are high, and there’s no “redo.”

Training isn’t just about looking good naked (though let’s not pretend that’s not a bonus). It’s about knowing, without a shadow of doubt, that when the moment comes — whether it’s carrying your kid up three flights of stairs in a blackout, dragging your mate out of the surf, or simply waking up pain-free at 60 — you can answer that question with a grin and a “Let’s go.”

Why start now?

Because the longer you wait, the more expensive the repairs. Because you’re not too old, too broken, or too busy — you’re just stuck in neutral. And because this is the moment. Not Monday.