I can't sympathise when I hear people complain that when they get to the end of the day they are too tired to do anything. With obvious exceptions with those people in very physical trades, but the people I hear from are usually my colleagues, and I work in IT. The laziest, most A$$ growing job out there. Which is perfect for me. I save up my energy all day and hit the gym with gusto in the evenings.

If you don't get that 'drive' its hard to describe just how intense it is. Its the difference between the people who go to the gym because they love it and the people who go because they know its good for them. I respect them both, but they are very different. When I leave the office the music goes on in my iPod and I start to get the urge to crush something. To beat the iron relentlessly with no remorse. It gives me goose bumps and by the time I hit the gym I so pumped I know that if I was to go home without training I wouldn't be able to sleep. The mental preparation is stronger and more important than any physical warm up. I could never be told five minutes before a workout that I'll be training legs. It takes me at least 24 hours to get my head around it. But when I have my sights on leg training I absolutely crush them.

Whether you run, chanting to yourself and screaming obscenities, to the gym or are dragged in kicking and screaming by a loved one, you can still make fantastic progress. Only one is far more pleasurable than the other, even if the workload is the same. I have been doing intense workouts 4 nights a week since I was 14. I started with martial arts, which I became obsessed with, later moving into the gym to make me a stronger fighter (strength was my weakness at the time). I loved weight training so much that I quit the martial arts altogether.

So for 13 years I have been training at a high intensity more nights a week than not. Its something I have to do. It gives me more purpose and direction than any one facet of my life. If I take time off (which is important at times) I start to twitch and get edgy. I snap at people because I just need that release, that only punishing your body and knowing you are becoming stronger for it, can give. Learn to love what you do. Be the enthusiast and embrace the rush that only living well can give.