I quietly take a truly unhealthy regimen of stimulants before I go to the gym, and every man in my lineage either died of or was diagnosed with heart problems.

A heart attack at the gym sounds like an admirable death, "they died trying to better themselves" kind of thing. Bonus, I look good now.

Its bullet proof gym motivation too, the worse day I have, the harder I cardio. It's like depression aikido.

Me having a morbid thought: "I just want to be dead."

Also me, in Morpheus voice: "Show me."

Ten years now with that mindset, barely ever miss a gym day.