Last night I was at a Waffle House, for those that don't know it's a place to eat and definitely not 5 star, where I was getting some eggs and bacon. You'll see some interesting people in there. College kids that are done partying, truckers stopping to get coffee and a bite to eat before heading back on the road, but mostly poor people.

There was a couple in there sitting where I could see them but they were facing where they couldn't actively see me. This gave me the opportunity to observe them without looking like I was staring.

The girl was a roller pig. About 70 pounds or more overweight. Short and ugly. She wasn't completely repulsive lookin but it would take her a lot of work to be attractive.

The guy is the one that I'm interested in here. I threw him in the 3/10 category but maybe a 4. He and the girl matched up pretty well. But what was interesting to note was the very little amount of outside work the guy would have to do to bring himself up to an 8. I thought well if he'd shave and brush his hair, wait no, he could pull off a scruffy look fairly easy. So then I looked at his posture. Crouched over and his legs crossed under the seat. An easy fix. He had a little gut. I figured about 20 pounds loss would get it flat. He was sitting down but didn't look short. And the last piece of the puzzle was his clothes. With everything else about him he could easily pull off an artistic look. His face wasn't pretty but that doesn't mean much. Also he listened to her. The way he did it I could imagine him being a good conversationalist.

There we have it. 2 simple fixes and one 3 month fix and this guy moves from a 3/10 to an 8/10.

But the outside isn't this guy's main problem. It's his inside. It's how he sees himself. He doesn't see himself as a potential 8 he looks at the man in the mirror and thinks I'd do good to get this 3/10 chick. He's his own enemy.

Truth be told I'm guilty of some of the same things. Most of you are. I dress the way I do because I don't know how else to do it. I see things that I like but don't know if I can pull it off. I eat that fat cake because I am bad at delaying gratification. Somewhere in there I may be scared to succeed because that would change how people perceive me and that throws an unknown variable in my head.

War. War never changes. Go look in the mirror. Look into your eyes. This is your enemy. The battle you face is inside yourself. You must declare war on yourself and crush your demons piece by piece. The self doubt. Self sabotage. Anger. Gluttony. You may have to trick yourself. Allow delusions that are productive to your goals. Realize that from here till your last breath you will fight. When you die you will die with sword in hand.