…whenever you wish!

It hasn’t been ten years since I experienced what I am about to share with you. My hopes, through this post, is that you would see what’s now for you to do, right in front of you. I’ve spent the past three weeks, recording video after video, compelling you to have exactly what you want, whenever you could take it and achieve what you desire for yourself and your family.

If you want to comment and say how much you gather from the posts on this blog, below, thank you and I hope I could contribute more for YOU now and allow you to see what else there is for you to do.

Nearly 6 years ago, just after I had met my wife, I was invited for one last tournament. For three months, that invitation would lay on my desk, unopened, not knowing if I would accept. It would require a long trip to Thailand and a great deal of effort, on my part, to get in the shape that could either decide my victory, or cost me ill fate.

This was serious. I had competed hundreds of times since the age of six but, I had never been afraid before. The funny thing is, getting a broken bone or shelling out the cash for the trip didn’t scare me. I wasn’t even in fear of my cancer irritating my outcome.

This was different and it wouldn’t be until nearly three years later that I would realize the fear had been standing in your way…(I mean… in my way:)

When the Student is Ready… the Growing Gets Tough

It’s been years since I spoke of my cousin Scott. Every year, I celebrate his life, on the day of his death. He was tragically shot by a young boy, who had mistaken him for someone else. Little did this kid know that, Scott’s family consisted of tournament fighters.

No… we didn’t seek revenge. We found the kid and asked him to turn himself in. What many people didn’t know was, Scott had been diagnosed with HIV when he was 15 and later to full blown AIDS. His days were definitely numbered and he was very careless to where he would spend his nights walking.

Scott’s disease had never defined him. For as long as I could remember, we would pair up in tournaments together and people would get a real thrill out of our humor when we walked on to the mat. You would’ve thought we were completely unstoppable. We’d joke, play pranks on our team mates and coaches… and a time or two, WELL… let’s just say a nice German police officer may still be looking for us

Those days were care free. Scott taught me a lot about living and when he found out I had been diagnosed with cancer, he was kind enough to not treat me any different and publicly kick my ass on the mat lol.

When that invitation for the Thailand fight came, I knew what it was. They had been sending them to me for quite a few years. It was a memorial tournament for Scott and I was to be the featured fight of the weekend… in my partner’s honor.

Here was the best part… you’ll get a kick out of this. When I got there, people were staring at me with blank looks on their faces. You would’ve thought they’d seen a ghost. Sure, Scott and I looked a lot alike, but he was 6 feet 9 inches tall weighing in at 289 and I was 5 feet 9 inches tall weighing a, soaking wet, 172 lbs (fighting weight:).

As I made it to the registration table, the judges looked up and one shed a tear. This is what I wasn’t really in the mood for. I had come to terms with Scott’s death and I was really trying to stay focused on my health at the time. The judge grabbed my hand and said,

“Bob Yeager?”

“Yes,” I said, pulling my hand away.

“We were told you died!”

“No, you’re thinking of Scott.”

“NO,” he said, “we were told you lost your battle with cancer. You were sick for quite some time, then you walked away from the ring and no one had ever heard from you again. Later, one of your past team mates said he hadn’t heard from you in years and that your mom and dad had no idea where you were for nearly two years. We all thought the worse!”

From Physical Warrior to Spiritual Warrior

It was Steve D’Annunzio, a good friend and past co-host/mentor of mine that said that. On the air of my online radio show. “Here’s Bob. For years he was the feared physical warrior of the martial arts industry, now he is the revered spiritual warrior helping thousands.”

Funny how Steve said that on the anniversary of my Thailand bout. When the judge had thought I’d died, apparently along with the rest of the martial arts industry, I stepped back for a moment.

Why was my life so different at that point. I systematically cut the ties with old fighting buddies, rock musicians and even my closest family members. I just realized the only two people I would spend my days with were my girlfriend, now wife, and my doctor who is my closest friend.

When did you shut your life off?

No… I didn’t type that wrong. I’m asking you a question. When was it that you cut ties with your dreams? When did you stop putting out 100% effort toward EVERYTHING to PROVE YOU COULD DO IT whenever you wanted to?

Isn’t funny. I’m sure many of us could talk about the many tragedies of our lives, the loss and despair. More could talk about the day they were married, but not about the times they fell in love with their spouse allover again. Just now, I told you when I realized I had shut my life off… but, what I didn’t tell you was… that day in Thailand, was the day I turned my new life on.

The Unbeatable Competitor

That fight was not to honor the memory of Scott. THIS fight was to honor ME. It was a memorial fight in my honor. Funny thing was; there I was alive and well and in the best shape of my life. Not only that, my fighting skills had improved to the point that I really didn’t have to be on the mat for too long

There were 17 other fighters there. I stepped onto the mat and asked the room, “How many of you thought I was dead?”

Everyone who was not a fighter sat quietly. Everyone who was a fighter raised their hand.

My next question was, “Which one of you have the guts to accept a challenge from me today?”

Didn’t expect to see this one coming. Every fighter kept their hand in the air and the first match was on it’s way.

This is my favorite part so don’t get up for a bathroom break or anything to drink or you’ll miss it…

Back to back, I fought each one of them. From the time each bout started, I averaged between a 34 second to 1 minute 3 second knock out. The entire competition was over in less than an hour. But… that’s not the exciting part. Here it is.

I learned to control my fighting styles to the point not a single fighter was injured.

That day… the physical warrior became the spiritual warrior.

So… what was the big game changer? What had become so important in my life that I decided to walk away from the ring forever? What do you think it was that compelled me to officially, publicly, retire that day?

I knew I had found the love of my life and, throughout my entire life, THAT was my biggest dream. Through all of the martial arts, the businesses, universities and record deals… I just wanted to fall in love and spend my days growing and loving a beautiful family.

So… when did you achieve YOUR biggest dream? When will you accomplish YOUR biggest goal? Big or small, there are only a few in life that really count. Many people don’t even know what those few are for them. Are you ready to find out?

Click Here and Join Me and the Others. You ARE Running Out of Chances if You Miss this One.

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