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Remove them, for a second. Get rid of the things in our lives that do work for us, the cars, trucks, and machines. Go back to our primal roots if you want to see what a man must be; a protector, a defender, and a warrior. To identify or define things we often look at their opposite. To explain night we talk about day, to define happiness we explain sadness, to define masculinity it helps to look at its opposite, femininity and women.

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The Alpha Male Guide to Strength: Why A Man Must Be Strong to Be Called a Man

Jayson 5 Comments. For example, if you are married, your wife will teach you about pain and show you where you are weak. You might think the grass is greener somewhere else. Then, you may leave your wife whilst pointing the finger at her, or she may eventually leave you. Either way, you end up alone, chasing your tail. Contrasting this, a strong man will rise up to the pain in his relationship, face it, and not run away.

He will slowly learn that when he is triggered by his wife, he has inner work to do in himself. A weak man will defend himself and blame his girlfriend or wife. Look around, and look in the mirror. Every man is weak in some area of his life, including you. We men are entitled too. We want to feel fit and great without lifting a finger, or we want a great relationship without putting in the work.

Notice where you are weak. It could be that you are weak or entitled with your finances, your work, or your marriage. Whatever the case, if you truly want to feel good about yourself and your situation in life, it will require work. Plain and simple. So listen to brother Rollins and take notes. Oh, and want to strengthen your relationship muscles, your emotional literacy or your sexual potency?

It will be like working out with the iron, but a different kind of iron. I believe that the definition of definition is reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. When I was young I had no sense of myself. All I was, was a product of all the fear and humiliation I suffered. Fear of my parents.

And the very real terror of my fellow students. I was threatened and beaten up for the color of my skin and my size. I knew all too well. I was there to be antagonized. In sports I was laughed at.

A spaz. I was pretty good at boxing but only because the rage that filled my every waking moment made me wild and unpredictable. I fought with some strange fury. The other boys thought I was crazy.

Years passed and I learned to keep it all inside. I only talked to a few boys in my grade. Other losers. Some of them are to this day the greatest people I have ever known. But even with friends, school sucked. Teachers gave me hard time. Then came Mr. Pepperman, my advisor. He was a powerfully built Vietnam veteran, and he was scary. No one ever talked out of turn in his class. Once one kid did and Mr.

I told him no. He told me that I was going to take some of the money that I had saved and buy a hundred pound set of weights at Sears. As I left his office, I started to think of things I would say to him on Monday when he asked about the weights that I was not going to buy.

Still, it made me feel special. My father never really got that close to caring. An attendant laughed at me as he put them on a dolly. Monday came and I was called into Mr. He said that he was going to show me how to work out. When I could take the punch we would know that we were getting somewhere. At no time was I to look at myself in the mirror or tell anyone at school what I was doing.

In the gym he showed me ten basic exercises. I paid more attention than I ever did in any of my classes. I went home that night and started right in. Weeks passed, and every once in a while Mr. More weeks passed, and I was steadily adding new weights to the bar. I could sense the power inside my body growing.

I could feel it. Right before Christmas break I was walking to class, and from out of nowhere Mr. Pepperman appeared and gave me a shot in the chest. I laughed and kept going. He said I could look at myself now. I got home and ran to the bathroom and pulled off my shirt.

I saw a body, not just the shell that housed my stomach and my heart. My biceps bulged. My chest had definition. I felt strong. It was the first time I can remember having a sense of myself. I had done something and no one could ever take it away. It took me years to fully appreciate the value of the lessons I have learned from the Iron. I used to think that it was my adversary, that I was trying to lift that which does not want to be lifted. I was wrong.

It tells you that the material you work with is that which you will come to resemble. I learned that nothing good comes without work and a certain amount of pain. When I finish a set that leaves me shaking, I know more about myself. I used to fight the pain, but recently this became clear to me: pain is not my enemy; it is my call to greatness.

But when dealing with the Iron, one must be careful to interpret the pain correctly. Most injuries involving the Iron come from ego. When I see guys working out for cosmetic reasons, I see vanity exposing them in the worst way, as cartoon characters, billboards for imbalance and insecurity.

Strength reveals itself through character. It is the difference between bouncers who get off strong-arming people and Mr. Muscle mass does not always equal strength. Strength is kindness and sensitivity. Strength is understanding that your power is both physical and emotional. That it comes from the body and the mind. And the heart. Yukio Mishima said that he could not entertain the idea of romance if he was not strong.

Romance is such a strong and overwhelming passion, a weakened body cannot sustain it for long. I have some of my most romantic thoughts when I am with the Iron. Once I was in love with a woman. I thought about her the most when the pain from a workout was racing through my body. Everything in me wanted her. So much so that sex was only a fraction of my total desire. Working out was a healthy way of dealing with the loneliness.

The Difference Between A Weak Man And A Strong Man

Jayson 5 Comments. For example, if you are married, your wife will teach you about pain and show you where you are weak. You might think the grass is greener somewhere else.

Look, most of us rational human beings can agree that feminism is a good thing. There are major differences between men and women.

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May 19, - A strong man is a more masculine man because it brings him further from being a more feminine Do We Still Need to Be Strong to Be Men?

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