Worth a try, I suppose.
Two and a half weeks ago, I spent more than eighteen hours in this gym in seven days. I dropped eleven pounds. I believe this is indicative of a few different things:
1- I managed to really let myself go after last summer.
2- We are far more capable than we give ourselves credit for.
An old Bosnian man just approached me. He noticed my back injury; while my first reaction was discontent that I let it show, he explained that he has lived his whole life with an oft debilitating one.
A heart warming conversation and twelve miles later, I have a short list of recommendations and a renewed sense of strength.
Never quit. Not in this moment or in your dying breath. Fight with everything that you are, and you will never have reason for disappointment.