Halloween night. The air is crisp, the moon hangs heavy, and the Brickyard feels different.
Shadows stretch longer. Iron clangs a little louder. The plates rattle, but you didn’t touch them.
Every Musclebuilder knows this truth: the ghosts aren’t out there—they’re in here.
The ghost of laziness.
The ghost of excuses.
The ghost of “I’ll start tomorrow.”
They haunt your mind. They whisper in your ear when the weights feel heavy, when the night feels long, when life tempts you to quit.
But you’re no victim. You’re no scared child hiding under the covers.
You’re the one who slaps the weight on, grips the iron, and exorcises those ghosts through sweat and discipline.
Halloween reminds us: fear is an illusion. Darkness is a test. The Brickyard is haunted only if you let it be.
So light your pumpkin. Put on your chains. Crush your ghosts.
This year, the only thing that should be afraid…is weakness itself.
Chains on, gains on. Anchors up.
Happy Halloween, brother. 🎃