My Time On The “Big Black Couch” Trying To Figure Out How My Hard Work Got Me Here

Skip La Cour
Apr 9, 2015
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I remember one holiday season as a “Six-time National Champion Drug-Free Bodybuilder” when I basically sat on my couch ALL ALONE from Christmas Eve until New Year’s Day. I could have surrounded myself with people from the disconnected, arm’s length relationships that I created.

When I think back, I spent A LOT of time on that couch all alone trying to figure out why a guy like me with so many awesome accomplishments behind him and so many promising opportunities in front of him just couldn’t seem to figure things out. I even had a name for this painful time I spent reflecting. I use to say to myself “It looks like it’s ‘big black couch time’!” Yes. I had one of the black leather couches it seems EVERY bachelor has to have.

It’s important for you to note that I wrote I CREATED MY DISCONNECTED, ARM’S LENGTH RELATIONSHIPS. It wasn’t because people don’t have your back. It wasn’t because you just can’t trust other people and they’ll always let you down. It had nothing to do with other people. It wasn’t any of that BULLSHIT that I might have been convincing myself was going on in other people. It was my own doing–although I didn’t realize this until much later.

But I had enough of the empty “is this all there is” feeling inside of me. I knew I had to make some changes even though I didn’t understand exactly what I needed to do.

I knew I couldn’t just put a “band aid” on my challenges. Resorting to quick fixes and burying myself in my training and eating disciplines and being a workaholic were no longer going to be options for me. So, I sat on my couch alone the entire time chanting to myself “Feel the pain–once and for all. Feel the pain–once and for all.” over and over again.