The Psychology of Strength Programs
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It’s the same skill our military uses to rapidly toughen up raw recruits so they’re combat-ready within WEEKS.
It’s the same skill put in action when you see a firefighter rush headlong into a burning building without any thought for their own safety.
It’s the same skill a police officer uses when he needs to instantly control a situation where hundreds of lives are at stake.
Hi, my name is Mike Westerdal and I’m a national best selling fitness author, sports nutritionist, personal trainer, Iron Man magazine contributor and founder of the internet’s longest-standing strength site, CriticalBench.com.
In a moment, I’m going to reveal to you the three ‘shortcuts’ ‘” never before revealed outside the walls of the military and law enforcement agencies’ training rooms.
These are psychological secrets used to transform any guy, regardless of size, age or experience, into a mentally tough, hard-as-nails ‘Warrior’.
Now, some guys may stop reading this right now. They’re in denial or their ego is getting in the way… and that’s the first sign of mental weakness. Because until you accept you may be vulnerable, and you can’t take the steps you need to develop mental toughness.
They build muscles to help them look good and feel good. They dedicate hours to prepare themselves for whatever challenge is put in their way. Many of these guys think they’re tough, that they’re ready for anything.
Here’s a wake-up call: If you think toughness is ANYTHING to do with the size of your muscles or your physical strength, think again.
It didn’t use to be this way. Men used to be able to keep their cool. We were expected to remain composed in the face of adversity.
It’s not your fault. Modern life has made us soft. Our mental strength isn’t tested and strengthened hour-by-hour, day-by-day as it used to be.
We don’t have to hunt for food… we just drive to a grocery store and grab what we want off the shelf.
We don’t have to fight for shelter… we live comfortably in our homes with our modern conveniences and TV.
We don’t have to keep our emotions under control… we’re encouraged to ‘let it all out’ and express “what we really think’�.
But, here’s the problem. When we’re called on to control our emotions during stressful situations ‘” whether it’s job related, in the gym, at home or even, God forbid, an actual physical confrontation ‘” we’re vulnerable.
Whether we know it or not, we’re paralyzed by fear that makes us ‘freeze’ when the chips are down.
Mike Gillette was one of the smallest and weakest kids in his class who grew up in a household overwhelmed by domestic violence and substance abuse.
He has over 25 different use-of-force and weapons systems instructor designations to his name. He’s been an in-demand tactical trainer for a literal alphabet soup of elite government agencies ‘” FBI, DEA, DHS and TSA (in fact, he literally wrote the training manual for those last two).
You’d look at all those accolades and, like me, think to yourself “man, he must have been BORN a hero…’�
He knows what it takes to go from your ‘today’ self to your tough-minded ‘warrior’ self. He understands you can literally take ANYONE ‘” applying his Three Steps of mastering mental toughness ‘” and instantly improve how they deal with situational changes or a crisis when it arises.
I’ll reveal Mike’s Three Steps of Tough Mind Mastery in a moment. But first let me hand it over to Mike to explain how he overcame every obstacle life threw at him to become the tough guy he is today.
I live an unusual life. It’s been an amazing life. I’ve dreamt big, worked hard and done my best to make strong decisions. Decisions that have helped me get to those dreams. But the truth is I never expected to have this life. This is my story.
I had a tough childhood. I was the result of an unintended pregnancy and my parents split-up when I was three. My mother was left with me, no money and a lot of anger. She pursued bad relationships with bad men. Men who would abuse her.
Eventually she settled on one relationship. A relationship which would suck the life from her. And from me.
Growing up, I saw my mother get punched, kicked and choked. One night she was thrown down a flight of stairs. Sometimes we would leave. But we always went back.
I was often left alone. Some days there was no food in the house. I remember being eight or nine years old and putting myself to bed. Or boiling beef bouillon cubes for my dinner. But the one thing we never seemed to lack was alcohol. It was everywhere. If you’ve ever watched that TV show Cops you’ll notice that wherever the cops go, inside every house they respond to looks the same: chaos. That was how we lived.
As I grew older the violence got worse. One night, after having her head beaten against the living room wall, my mother went to the doctor. A brain tumor was discovered. After a year of treatment, she died. I was fifteen.
My life became a mess. I descended into drugs and alcohol. As much and as often as I could. In February 1981, at the age of 18, I decided I’d had enough. I checked into a motel, consumed… Read more…
