This sled is my enemy. It brings nothing but pain every time I engage it. My thighs burn. My shoulders ache. My resolve is strained and all because of this cold piece of metal that challenges me, unconcerned with my petty concerns of weakness and self-doubt.
But it sharpens me. It makes me strong so when I face my foe across the scrum he has no choice but to bend to my will. I’ve put in more hours with my comrades and this unfeeling sled than he has. Why? Because I want this win more than he does. I want the elation of victory and the glory of sharing that conquest with my teammates. I want to clench my fists, raise my arms, and scream to the crowd that this day is mine more than he does.
Therefore the sled is my friend. It will test me time and time again and I will welcome the agony it brings. Hard training today means easy scrums on game day. In the end my pain is temporary, but our glory lasts forever