Come along with me on a little ride back in time:
I wake up 10,000 years ago and the sun is bright and I am still alive.... phew, made it through another night. What are my expectations? I guess I would expect that I was going to have to work really, really hard once again to survive the day. If I put in the work I would have food, clothing ( gotta love a nice lion cloth made of tiger fur ) and shelter. If I am really lucky my family might also survive the next 24 hours with me.
Ok, lets fast forward back to reality and what do we see..........
College graduates who are expecting to make 6 figures with their first job. Men and women alike expecting to take some magic pills or special juice that will transform them from blubbery slobs into Rich Froning or Camille Leblanc Bazinet. Individuals who expect the food industry to just make things healthier for them while shoving chicken nuggets in their gullet. Parents expecting teachers to raise their kids as they snort their Adderall and attend wine socials disguised as PTA meetings. Coddled kids who do not know how to handle defeat or failure because they expect to get a three foot high trophy for finishing in 12th place. I could do this forever but I'm bored with it already and you get the point.
Anyway, expectations do not exist in a vacuum. They exist within a context of knowing and accepting an appropriate level of work and dedication needed to achieve those expectations. With every expectation comes a responsibility to own the work required to reach it. If you expect to look like CLB then you better be ready to work your ass off for years. You want a six figure income right out of college, you better be prepared to choose your path early and dedicate yourself solely to your academic endeavors. You want a trophy, win something. Accordingly, if you want to be a fat slob, do nothing. If you wish to lead a life of quiet desperation as Thoreau so perfectly put it, then by all means you can easily accept the work required to do that. Either way, own it, hone it and move forward.
"hey, everyone wants a shortcut in life. my guidebook is very simple: you want to lose weight? stop eating, fatty! you want to make money? work your ass off, lazy! you want to be happy? find someone you like and never let him go, or her, if you’re into that kinda creepy shit."
That's all for now.... live primal my friends.