Discipline in the Worst Conditions

On May 13th, I got sick. A full-blown cold — dripping nose, low energy.
And yet… I still ran. I still trained.
An hour of calisthenics outdoors — in the rain.

That’s not new.
I once did a full 90-minute winter workout during a snowstorm —
hands freezing, wind cutting through my jacket.

But what struck me is this:

Discipline isn’t built on good days.
It’s forged in the worst conditions.

When I move through discomfort —
when everything says “skip it” and I still show up —
that’s when I grow stronger.

And it leaves a mark.
A kind of silent confidence that says:
“You did this when it sucked —
so you’ll fly when it’s easy.”