Yesterday while doing "good mornings" during my workout, the bar wore a big groove through my traps, it hurt like Hell, and still does but I felt good because I fought through the pain and finished my sets. This morning while getting a re-refresher on what the Apostle Paul went through, not for a vain sense of self accomplishment, not for himself, but for his Lord and Savior....well it made me feel like a whiny little bitch. Paul was and is the definition of what a real man was and should be. To sacrifice not because he wanted to save his own soul, or to improve himself or his own standing, but for his love of Christ and his desire for us to know Him. Paul is my inspiration today.