“In the warriors code
There’s no surrender
Though his body says stop
His spirit cries – never!
Deep in our soul
A quiet ember
Know it’s you against you
It’s the paradox
That drives us on
It’s a battle of wills
In the heat of attack
It’s the passion that kills
The victory is yours alone”
–from Burning Heart song, Survivor
Do I need to an excuse for still loving ROCKY?
I freely admit it here, is that enough?
Has my boot-shaped heritage all these years, made me swear allegiance to Stallone?
Are the gloves off because my father and brother are former college pugilists?
Will bulging biceps and baritone voices forever titillate my girlish senses?
Do I remain under the influence of the ROCKY poster–
tacked long ago in my purple bedroom?
Win or lose, “just go the distance…”
Has this underdog’s remarkable tale, present through almost every phase of my life,
given me the strength to keep moving forward?
(queue Rocky’s Theme)
Perhaps it is much simpler than that–
Rocky Balboa has been a warm-hearted friend, sometimes simple, often silly,
but endearingly life-affirming.
and that’s my excuse…
“Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and I don’t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life.
But it ain’t about how hard you hit; it’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.. It’s how much you can take, and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done.
Now, if you know what you’re worth, then go out and get what you’re worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hits, and not point fingers and blame other people. Cowards do that and that ain’t you. You’re better than that!” – Rocky Balboa
muscle torso – sketched a few weeks back
(truth-to this day I often workout to the Rocky soundtrack – Yo, don’t judge me ;))