Rock that body out of bed. Like early. And every day. Even when you don’t feel like it. Even when your body is begging you not to. Hit the gym or the road or the court or your living room floor. Wherever you need to be, show up. Then work your body until your muscles burn and your eyes water. Because victory never comes easy. You need to show victory that you are worthy of a visit. And when you’ve convinced her that you are the one, the one that has sacrificed the most, sweat the most, hurt the most, she comes like a freight train. There’s no stopping the inevitable—the powerful, all-consuming exhilaration of a mission accomplished. You will not just rock victory. You’ll Rock Victorious.