The Momentum Mindset: Let’s Go Crazy

🎵 Song of the Day: Let’s Go Crazy – Prince

💡 Motivational Quote: “The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing.”

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💪 The First Rep

The gym smelled like iron and determination—or maybe just sweat and old cleaning solution. The barbell gleamed under the lights, heavier than it had any right to look.

My palms were chalked, my heart was pounding, and Tobito was bouncing like he’d just downed three espressos.

“C’mon, Oscar! This is the one!” he shouted, fists pumping like a pint-sized coach.

I pulled, strained, pushed—and yes, it moved. For one glorious second, I felt unstoppable.

Then came the next rep. My grip slipped, the bar wobbled, and I almost face-planted.

The Refried Avenger stepped forward, arms folded, voice steady. “Even heroes stumble before they rise. Failure is proof you’re trying.”

Tobito clapped like I’d just broken a world record, while my faithful companion gave me a side-eye so heavy it could have been its own dumbbell.

One rep up, one rep down. That’s life.

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🌮 Mini-Adventure

Back home, I decided to keep things simple: chicken skewers with riced cauliflower. Easy. Healthy. Foolproof.

I lined everyone up on the counter. “Alright, listen. No chaos this time. We marinate, skewer, and cook. That’s it. Got it?”

Tobito saluted. “Yes, chef!”

The Refried Avenger nodded gravely. “Precision in the kitchen mirrors precision in the soul.”

The tacos snickered. A bad omen.

I stepped away for thirty seconds—just to grab skewers. When I came back, the kitchen looked like a paprika bomb had gone off.

The marinade bowl was above Tobito’s head like a championship trophy. The Refried Avenger was giving a motivational speech about “the balance of peppers to protein.” And the tacos? They were rolling across the counter, dusted in cumin, cackling like spicy bowling balls.

The smell of garlic, lime, and chili hit me like a wall. Chicken sizzled where it shouldn’t have been sizzling. The cauliflower rice hissed angrily as one taco dumped half a jar of smoked paprika into the pan.

“Seriously, guys?” I muttered.

The Avenger met my eyes, completely calm. “Chaos… is but the seasoning of destiny.”

One taco sneezed cumin. Tobito cheered.

By the time I wrestled control back, the chicken was marinated (too much), the skewers assembled (sideways), and the cauliflower rice was mostly decorating the floor.

Somehow, dinner still came together. Charred, tangy, smoky—and a little crunchy from the paprika overload. My faithful companion licked his chops as if to say, better than last time, at least.

And of course, as I sat down to eat, I sighed the only line that fit:

“This is my fault. I should’ve known better than to leave the tacos unsupervised.”

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🍴 Recipe: Marinated Chicken Skewers with Riced Cauliflower

Ingredients:

1 lb chicken breast, cut into chunks

2 tbsp olive oil

2 tbsp soy sauce

2 cloves garlic, minced

Juice of 1 lime

1 tsp smoked paprika

1 tsp cumin

1 tsp chili powder

1 head cauliflower (or 1 bag riced cauliflower)

Salt & pepper to taste

Instructions:

1. Mix olive oil, soy sauce, garlic, lime juice, and spices in a bowl. Add chicken and marinate at least 30 minutes.

2. Thread chicken onto skewers.

3. Cook on grill or stovetop pan until cooked through (about 10–12 minutes).

4. While skewers cook, pulse cauliflower in a food processor (if not pre-riced) and sauté with olive oil, salt, and pepper until tender.

5. Serve skewers over riced cauliflower.

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🪞 Reflection

Today was both a win and a mess. I nailed one rep, failed the next. The skewers came out tasty—after the chaos.

That’s progress in a nutshell: not perfect, not linear, but forward. You celebrate the victories, laugh at the disasters, and keep going.

Because at the end of the day, the way to get started is simple—stop talking, start doing.

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