When I was poor
Once upon a time, in a small town that barely whispered its existence on the map, there lived a determined soul who embraced poverty with a militant spirit. I am a man with dreams as big as his wallet was empty.
Back in those days, when I was poor, life was a masterclass in frugality. My weekly food budget could barely afford the aroma of a restaurant, so I became a culinary maestro with the humble combination of rice and sardines. A grand feast on a shoestring budget, you could say.
Chapter 1: Living Militantly
When I was poor, I embraced poverty with a militant spirit. Every aspect of my life was a battleground, and survival required strategic maneuvers. I lived on a strict budget of $10 a week for food, and my menu consisted of rice and sardines—cheap, nutritious, and essential for sustaining my body through the challenges that lay ahead. My days were regimented, with no room for frivolous distractions. No Netflix, no games, no bullshit. I understood the gravity of my situation and treated time as a precious resource. My only membership was to the gym, my sanctuary where I invested my free time.
Chapter 2: Running Everywhere
To navigate the obstacles of poverty, I relied on my own two feet. I ran everywhere. It wasn't just a mode of transportation; it became a symbol of my determination. Running was not only free but a reminder that I could overcome distance, both physical and metaphorical. Each step echoed my refusal to succumb to the limitations imposed by my financial circumstances.
Chapter 3: Training for Strength
In the crucible of poverty, I found solace in the gym. Training became my refuge, a place where I could channel my energies into becoming the strongest version of myself. I recognized that physical strength was a defense against the vulnerabilities that poverty presented. It wasn't just about building muscle; it was about fortifying my spirit and cultivating a resilience that would serve me well in the battles yet to come.
Chapter 4: No Room for Expensive Vices
Poverty demanded discipline, and I was determined to answer the call. I abstained from expensive vices that could have easily become crutches in my struggle. No distractions, no detours. My focus was unwavering, directed solely towards my goal of escaping the clutches of poverty. While others succumbed to fleeting pleasures, I honed my resilience, understanding that every penny saved was a step closer to freedom.
Chapter 5: A Spartan Lifestyle
My lifestyle was Spartan by necessity. I woke up with a purpose—to train, to eat, to survive. The simplicity of my existence was a deliberate choice, a rejection of the unnecessary complexities that often accompany financial abundance. The austerity of my life fueled my drive, pushing me to strive for excellence in the face of scarcity.
Chapter 6: No Luxury of Entertainment
Entertainment was a luxury I couldn't afford. Instead of losing myself in the world of Netflix or video games, my only source of recreation was the relentless pursuit of my goals. The absence of distractions allowed me to harness my energies towards endeavors that would elevate me beyond the constraints of poverty.
Chapter 7: 4x World Champion
Through unwavering dedication and relentless effort, I transcended the limitations of poverty. I became a 4x World Champion, a testament to the power of resilience and strategic living. My journey from the depths of financial hardship to the pinnacle of success was fueled by a militant mindset—an acknowledgment that poverty could only be conquered through a disciplined and focused approach.
Chapter 8: Changing Goals to Becoming Rich
Having conquered poverty on my own terms, I shifted my focus to new horizons. I changed my goals from mere survival to becoming rich. The lessons learned in the crucible of poverty served as a foundation for my pursuit of financial abundance. I understood the value of time, discipline, and resilience, and these principles guided me on my quest for prosperity.
Chapter 9: Taking Poverty Seriously
I took poverty seriously, recognizing it as a formidable adversary that required a professional soldier's approach. I didn't waste time lamenting my circumstances; instead, I treated poverty as a battlefield where strategic decisions could lead to victory. It was a mindset shift that set me on a trajectory towards success.
Chapter 10: Attacking Poverty as a Professional Soldier
To escape the clutches of poverty, one must attack it as a professional soldier of war. The casual observer, content with mediocrity, will never break free. The key lies in taking poverty seriously, approaching it with a militant spirit, and adopting a disciplined lifestyle. Only then can one emerge victorious in the battle against financial hardship. In this journey from poverty to prosperity, I learned that poverty is not just a lack of financial resources; it's a state of mind. By living militantly, training for strength, and taking poverty seriously, I transformed my life.
Now, as I reflect on those challenging days, I understand that the battles I faced were not just about survival—they were the crucible that forged the strength and resilience necessary to conquer any adversity.
