damn i love the part at 1:35 where Larry's training partner is telling him someone is outworking him and he yells NO!!!!!!!! fuckin intense and i'm gonna use that shit next time i'm riding or hitting the weights
also, i'm gonna start ripping my weight belt off and throwing on the ground as hard as i can lol
There is an idea of who I am: some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me; only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel my flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am not there.