I stopped believing in coincidences a long time ago. I believe everything has a purpose for happening. It got freaky yesterday.
I postponed a leadership book that Iâ€™m writing, something completely different than any other leadership book, to concentrate writing 4th and Hell: season 4. At 2:25 pm, this is what I wrote:
â€œThe evolution of post-modern football can be traced back to the introduction of structured lifting programs at the University of Nebraska started around 1969. The myth of the slow â€˜muscle-boundâ€™ athlete disappeared after they won back-to-back national championships. During the past forty years, anyone with a television set and WiFi can see visual evidence of lifting in professional football and college football. Except where I come from. We still donâ€™t get the connection between lifting and high-performance football. I shouldnâ€™t have to be a lifting evangelist in the 21st century, preaching the benefits of lifting for football players. The conversion should have been complete long ago. But the message hasnâ€™t got through to our rookies. The annual collective weakness of our rookies always reminds me of the lyrics to the 1969 hit song by Zager & Evans, In the Year 2525 â€“ â€œ In the year 5555, Your arms hangin’ limp at your sides, Your legs got nothin’ to do.â€
Later that night, I finished my second workout of the day at 1:25 am. Iâ€™m training only one client, for a reason. I workout with her at 8pm. Then I do my own workout after midnight. Itâ€™s an Overlap Concept that has helped me shred. Incredible results. The only problem is hunger. It makes me hungry 24/7. Canâ€™t stop eating. I got in my car. My radio station is now tuned in exclusively to 1440 AM, WJJL, Buffalo, New York. Itâ€™s an oldies station. Iâ€™m hooked. I stopped listening to news. I stopped listening to sports. I stopped listening to the weather. All of it is depressing. I canâ€™t listen to one more sports talk show. Iâ€™m out. Canâ€™t do it. Iâ€™m thinking of starting my own. Two minutes into my driveâ€¦In the Year 2525.
What are the chances of that happening on the same day? And, at 4:25 pm yesterday, I wrote a note to remind me to blog about In the Year 2525 in July to commemorate my workout anniversary. In the Year 2525 was at the top of the Billboard charts when I started working out in July, 1969. It was my first workout song. Iâ€™ve had In the Year 2525 on my iPod since I bought my first one. Iâ€™m listening to more oldies during my workouts, not because Iâ€™m having a mid-life crisis, but because of the H-blast. The hormone-blast from 1960â€™s workout music and lifting has to be experienced to be believed. Itâ€™s especially powerful when youâ€™re suffering from PMS â€“ Pissed-off Month Syndrome.
What does this synchronicity mean? Not sure. Trying to figure it out. I find that messages are never clear. The reception gets worse.
Hereâ€™s a link to In the Year 2525. Keep lifting.
Gino Arcaro M.Ed., B.Sc., NCCP Level 3
owner â€“ X Fitness Inc.
head coach â€“ Niagara X-men football team