We’re driven. We push.
Work all day. Train hard. Show up for the people we love. Handle the endless to-do’s.
But that doesn’t mean we have to drive ourselves into the ground.
One day, redlining on fumes, I noticed a spider.
I was exhausted.
But the spider? Not tired.
He rests when he needs to.
He hunts when he’s hungry.
He doesn’t grind himself into dust.
Don’t get me wrong, we love the grind. We push past limits. We go hard. That’s in our DNA.
But discipline isn’t just intensity—it’s wisdom. Knowing when to hit the gas, and when to pull back.
Be like the spider: relentless when it matters, rested when it’s time.