I will never be able to be that strong. I will never be able to be that lean. I will never jump that high. Blah, blah, blah, and blah.
If you put limits on yourself because your parents weren’t professional athletes or fitness models you will never accomplish anything remotely physically impressive.
Let me display a brief physical history of myself starting in my late elementary school years.
Age 8-11: I was a chubby kid who was literally the slowest kid in my grade. When we had races I got beat by fat chubby girls. I was weak, slow and athletically incompetent.
Age 12-16: I became a skinny fat kid who learned to run from playing sports on a daily basis. I learned to hustle and push myself, but was far from athletically blessed. Towards the end of this time period I dabbled in lifting weights. Nothing serious.
Turning Point: The summer between junior and senior year of high school. I decided I was going to lift weights and eat properly (what I thought was proper). I went from 150 lbs to 165 lbs in a six-week period. Not bad. I still have the stretch marks on my shoulders and chest to prove it. My pathetic 11 inch arms grew to 13 inches lol.
Age 17-20: I started to like this exercise thing. I was getting results and feeling good. Halfway through college I enlisted in the Army National Guard as an Infantryman. I shipped out to Fort Benning, GA (hell on earth) on my 20th birthday. Time to get my behind handed to me for my birthday. There I learned what hard work was and how to push myself beyond my preconceived limits.
Age 21-24: I maintain a high level of strength and cardiovascular fitness.
Age 25-30: All about powerlifting and strongman. I am on my way to an elite powerlifting total. On the way I set a state squat record and powerlifting total for the 198 lb weight class. I compete in some strongman competitions for a challenge.
Then, I start getting pain in my groin. I find out I have severe osteoarthritis. I reached a point where I could barely walk. Squats and deadlifts were not happening. I tried everything to avoid surgery. Multiple surgeons told me I need a total hip replacement. I say screw that. The powers of the internet guide me to a fantastic surgeon who recommends hip resurfacing (a better option).
Age 30-31: I get hip resurfacing surgery and make it my mission to never take my physical abilities for granted. I rehabbed the shit out of my hip. I went from a walker to a cane to myself in about four weeks. I did my physical therapy religiously. I started lifting weights intelligently one month after surgery. I started light barbell squats and deadlifts a few months later.
Age 32 to present: I am kicking ass like I never had a hip injury. I am getting stronger every week. I am only 100 lbs away from my best ever deadlift and 130 lbs away from my best squat. Not bad for someone who was told they would never do either again.
The point is you should never put limits on yourself. Don’t listen to anyone who ever says you can’t do something. Don’t ever tell yourself you can’t do something. If you are struggling with your weight, don’t tell yourself that you have to accept it.
Life throws curveballs at you. You could strike out or you can send that ball into the bleachers.