Now I know

Last Tuesday evening at 6 o'clock, I instantly lost everything that is currently important and meant a lot to me. One doesn't truly grasp the value of things until they are lost.

The women we couldn't love, the opportunities we couldn't seize, the people we didn't appreciate while they were with us, and the life we didn't truly live – we only realize all this afterwards.

It's a cliché, but it's true. We only appreciate things when they are no longer ours.

Last Tuesday evening at 6 o'clock, I had a motorcycle accident on Hegyalja Road. My front wheel skidded on the icy road, and I had no chance to avoid it. In fact, I didn't even comprehend what was happening to me; I only remember hearing a loud crunch after hitting the ground. It was then that I realized my shoulder was broken, but that wasn't even the worst part of it. The worst was the realization that dawned on me even before my body came to a stop on the concrete.

My arm was completely twisted under me, and I couldn't move. The pain hadn't arrived yet due to the shock, but I knew something was seriously wrong because I couldn't feel my arm at all, but all that was secondary.

Two things occupied my mind as more and more people gathered around me.

1. What will happen to my workouts now?
2. What will happen to LifeTILT now?

It sounds ridiculous, but these were genuinely my worries. Obviously, with a broken shoulder, I won't be able to do anything for months, and due to the unuseableness of my left hand, I won't be able to write posts for weeks either.

Strange. I never thought LifeTILT meant so much to me; I never thought my workouts were so important. My workouts are obviously out; I'm out of the loop for at least 8-14 weeks. Rehabilitation, all that crap, it's terrible to even think about not being able to make any progress with my workouts for at least two, but more likely three months, because it will take at least 6 months, if not more, to even get back to the level I am now with my left hand.

But nothing happens by chance. Life tests us and sees if we truly want what we want, or if we're just scratching the surface and unwilling to make serious sacrifices for our goals.

I had a client who, despite being 35 years old, was in an awful search for direction. She had no idea where to go next, what she wanted from life, and didn't really know what life wanted from her. It wasn't financial issues or relationship problems; everything was perfectly fine, but this woman was still consumed by helplessness, by the search for her own path, which would help her find the source of her crisis.

This woman didn't know which way to go. She was looking for a way out, looking for change, looking for something. You know, like when someone is treading water. Should I go right? Or should I go left? Or perhaps straight ahead? No matter which way she started, after a few steps she stopped and went in another direction. It didn't matter where she went, she found no peace anywhere. This great crisis had been going on for months when this woman suddenly called and said: "I'm sorry, I can't attend training for a while because I suffered a cruciate ligament tear at home after a wrong movement."

Now, should I say I was surprised? Not at all.

This woman didn't know where to start for months and couldn't find a way out; her body solved the problem for her. With an injury, her soul gained thinking time and gave her peace. How peculiar, isn't it? The person who starts, then stops, the person who constantly changes direction and seeks themselves, suddenly has their knee give out. These are strange confluences of life, which can be perceived as spiritual nonsense, explained away afterwards as something that doesn't really exist, but life always signals and puts things in their place.

If you really want something, and truly, genuinely have the determination, the will, the strength, and everything is set for you to do it now, and then an accident, an injury, an external cause occurs, it always means something. Even if it seems like an unfortunate accident. Even if you think you just took a wrong step, that it's not your fault, that you're not to blame, injuries and accidents never happen by chance. They always mean something, and they always arrive for a reason.

I believe in this, and if I believe in it, then I have to ask myself why I did this to myself. What did I expect riding a motorcycle in snow on icy roads? Why did I risk my life and physical integrity when I do have something to lose, and generally, why was I such an irresponsible idiot? It was to be expected that something would happen; I don't know why, but I was looking for danger. But I certainly know that I caused this injury to myself for some reason, subconsciously brought it upon myself.

By now, the LifeTILT banner flies higher than ever. Nutrition is progressing and thriving beautifully, and so is the food delivery company. I believe my food is of good quality, healthy, and delicious, and the articles are professionally impeccable, so I can say that I am proud of LifeTILT and every single detail of it. However, there is one thing I am not satisfied with, and that is none other than the soul of LifeTILT, which is myself. I believe I am the only weak point of LifeTILT.

Because if someone encounters the name LifeTILT, what will they see? Very good design, incredible transformations, top products, quality food, the number one flagship of health. However, this ship is led by a captain whose appearance must reflect the spirit of this ship, legitimize the ideology, and physically embody all the elevated thought and quality that his ship, in this case LifeTILT, represents.

So last December, I decided not to be content with having a relatively good physique. I won't talk; I'll just put out a physique that no one can fault, one that will put the last building block of LifeTILT into place, making LifeTILT a truly strong, unassailable fortress, with a general that no one can mess with.

I was very motivated, very strong, and very determined. Such forces were at work within me, with such intensity and spiritual devotion, I performed my workouts almost obsessively, just as I built TILT, and as I created the LifeTILT group of companies.

I felt no weakness within me, no wavering, no uncertainty, no doubt. There wasn't even a spark of the thought that I wouldn't succeed now, and then suddenly that Tuesday came, and I was lying on the ground, snow falling on my face, and all my determination was thwarted by the pain. But this pain was not due to the fracture.

Since then, I've been searching for the reasons why I did this. Life puts obstacles in our way and asks us if we truly want this? Is our determination strong enough to withstand even such blows? It would be very easy now to cling to the fact that, look, my shoulder is broken, I can't exercise, I can't even put on my pants by myself, so now everything is irrelevant, to hell with the diet, I'll continue when I recover...

But this would be the same surrender as I used to give up, and as you also gave up, as soon as life rolled the first obstacle in front of you. So, no matter how much my shoulder hurts, I can't unscrew the mineral water cap, I can't shower alone, yet I'm not lying in bed with Cataflam in my body, feeling sorry for myself, thinking how good it would have been now.

I can do nothing but simply continue to adhere to the diet as strictly as if nothing had happened. Because this is currently the maximum I can do for my transformation, for my determination. We must always give our maximum according to the given circumstances. Always.

There will always be obstacles in front of us; only the size of the obstacles will change. There will be surmountable and insurmountable obstacles. For me, this is now an unavoidable obstacle, but again, I will do my utmost, I will stick to the diet, and I will wait.

I am waiting for the first day of physiotherapy; I am waiting to be able to start training with half-kilo weights in my hands. It will take months for my injured arm to catch up in strength with the other. During this time, I will not improve; in fact, I will only regress to even get back to square one. But even during this time, I can do nothing but stick to the diet and make the most of the current circumstances.

I make a living by writing; LifeTILT exists because I wrote. As I mentioned, unfortunately, this cannot be realized, so you can read my posts over the next 6-8 weeks by dictation, meaning I speak, and a girl writes down what I say. I'm curious how much the language of the posts will change because of this, but that's just how it is. If there's a problem, it needs to be solved. We shouldn't blame others, and we shouldn't dwell on what should have been done to prevent this from happening; I shouldn't be thinking about why I was such an idiot to ride a motorcycle in the snow.

I started the post by saying that everything important to me was lost on that Tuesday, but as you can see, we lose nothing. We can only lose what we let go of or want to let go of. Although I can't do my workouts, I still do them in my head by sticking to my diet. I can't write the posts, but someone else writes down my thoughts for me.

My shoulder still hurts, even the steps that come with walking hurt now. It's strange, but now I feel stronger than ever before, and I also know why all this happened to me. To see it through...