Over the past couple weeks I’ve been blitzing some of my fat friends, calling them names and hurting their feelings.

But it was well worth it because every last one of them now has his “game face” on and is kicking ass, the old-fashioned way.

One is down more than 20 pounds already. Another just sent me photos of his flabby body along with a picture of himself on the scale – a good 30 pounds over his ideal. He’s ON IT and changing his life for the better.

These people are getting leaner over the Christmas holidays whereas almost everyone else is gaining weight and lying around lazy as hell.

Then, when the New Year arrives, a so-called New Year’s resolution is supposed to come to their rescue.
HA!

Personally, I went on a mission this month, dropping my weight to the same as it was when I weighed in for the world Kung Fu championships in Beijing, China, 21 years ago.

Yesterday, I weighed in at 197.4 pounds. Keep in mind I was 220 when I shot the cover for Combat Conditioning, so we are truly talking about kicking ass.

And I intend to continue onward, demonstrating to my followers the true secrets of leanness.

You better be following what I’m doing in the days and weeks and months ahead – a get involved.

You can start by getting my international best-seller, ​​​​Combat Conditioning NOW (it’s free).

I’ve also started a revolutionary YouTube channel that will be growing by leaps and heaps. You can count on a video or two almost every day – and prepare yourself beforehand because there will be shock-value – for those who don’t have thin skin, you should be able to handle it.

Here are the links to watch the first two:

Be sure to watch, like, subscribe and pass around to all your friends and cohorts on social media.

Kick ass – take names!

Matt Furey

P.S. One last thing: More updates just went up on the Matt Furey Inner Circle site today. Get more details on “Shaking the Illnesses Out of the Body” as I demonstrate for you.

Hey, hey, hey – what a great, great day.

In addition to giving Combat Conditioning away for free – I’ve also started a totally kick-ass YouTube channel that’ll have you shifting your mind with ease.

Beware of my rough language though.

Here are the links to watch the first two videos:

Be sure to watch, like, subscribe and pass around to all your friends and cohorts on social media.

Let’s go!

Matt Furey

P.S. One last thing: Updates going up on the Matt Furey Inner Circle site today as well. Lots of mind blowing information.

Yesterday I announced that I’m currently giving my international best-seller, Combat Conditioning, away. That’s correct. You can get it NOW for no charge.

And let me tell you, since I made the announcement, the in-box here at Furey Central overflows with testimonials such as this one:

Thank you! I first bought your book in 2007 prior to deploying with the US Navy. While deployed some of my shipmates and embarked Marines followed it religiously. We even assigned individual exercises to playing cards and randomly chose from the deck during PT sessions. My copy is now worn and tattered‎. Fast forward to today, I am old, fat, and retired. When I saw your offer I had to download it. I’m taking it as a sign! Thanks again.

Respectfully,
JGV

Always good to see that I re-inspired someone to get back ON the wagon. Who cares if you fell off the damn wagon? Don’t pout about it, just get your ass back on.

Claim your free copy of Combat Conditioning NOW.

Yes, you do need to submit your name and email address to the new page in order to receive your book. If that’s too much to ask then I feel very sorry for you. You’re the one who’ll be missing out, not me.

Get the book and let’s burn some fat and build functional muscle and strength together.

Matt Furey

My Early Christmas Gift for You

If it’s the season of giving, I guess you could say I’ve gone over the top.

After nearly 20 years of SELLING my internationally acclaimed, Combat Conditioning, you can now download it for no charge whatsoever.

Yes, I’m GIVING it AWAY.

But only for a limited time.

Think I’m joking?

Then go to CombatConditioning.com and see for yourself.

Cheers,

Matt Furey

Yesterday I spoke to a 17-year old baseball player who’s been lifting weights for the past couple years in order to improve his performance.

He’s been stuck, so his father hooked him up with me in the hopes of making him a better, bigger, stronger, faster player.

At first the boy was resistant. He’d bought into the silly idea that weight training is the key to athletic success, regardless of the sport.

And being he’s surrounded by weights and people espousing the glories of them everywhere he goes, it’s only natural for him to “buy into” the “it must be right because everyone else is doing it” mentality.

Anyway, I taught the boy a series of bodyweight exercises that are NOT in Combat Conditioning (but will be in a forthcoming book). I didn’t tell him to stop lifting weights. I just left that topic alone.

Well, waddya know?

The boy went from deadlifting 315 pounds wherein he thought he might hurt himself (due to lack of flexibility), to an easy 425-pound deadlift, with no fear.

Now, I never bothered telling the boy that deadlifts are far and away the WORST exercise you can do to improve your baseball. Same goes for tennis, golf, or any other coiling action sport.

If you play a coiling action sport, what in the hell are you thinking when you prescribe push-pull exercises? It’s the dumbest, most insane prescription I’ve ever heard or seen.

Years ago I was sitting in a restaurant in Columbus, Ohio, in between rounds of the Arnold Classic. At the table with me were a few other notables, one of whom was a world champion kick boxer. Another was a fitness author who proudly proclaimed, “Deadlifts are the very best single exercise anyone can ever do.”

I turned to the world champion and asked him if he’d ever done any deadlifts.

“Never,” he said.

“Then how’d you generate the power to knock people out?” I continued.

“A kick is a whip,” he replied. “It’s not a deadlift.”

My Cheshire Cat grin can still be seen on the walls in that restaurant, me thinks.

A kick is a whip. So simple. So true.

It’s coiling action at its finest.

But the “old stuff” is out-dated.

Bring in the ‘roid boy trainers who’ve never thrown a pass, ball or javelin (at least not well); who’ve never hit a golf ball square, much less a tennis ball or ping pong ball; who’ve never knocked someone on his ass with a punch, kick or slap.

Meanwhile, el Furecat sits around watching the rate of injured athletes accelerate, especially injuries to the tendons and ligaments.

It’s scary stuff.

Yet, when most people look back at all their serious injuries, it’s hard to find one of them to a muscle.

So tell me, how you going to prevent injuries to tendons and ligaments? By building your muscles?

That’s not going to do it, my friend. It’s not going to do it.

In fact, the more you shorten and tighten the muscles, the MORE likely you are to cause injuries to the tendons when playing a sport BECAUSE you tightened the tendons, too.

Hmmm, I’ll be dawg-goned.

Here endeth the lesson.

Matt Furey

MattFureyInnerCircle.com

P.S. By the way, the exercises I taught the ballplayer, in total, took him five minutes a day in the beginning. Now he spends 10-15 minutes. He’s throwing and hitting the ball harder than ever, too. Just imagine what would happen if he gave up the deadlifts.

I’m thankful for the little things that are so easy to overlook,

Such as my skin, bones, tongue, teeth, and fingers shaped like hooks.

I’m thankful for the breaths I take, the coming in and going out,

And for the feelings of happiness, yes, even an occasional pout.

I’m thankful for the friends I have, even those I never see,

And for the people who write kind words, and do it naturally.

I’m thankful for the hair I’ve lost and the ankles that I’ve sprained,

As for my feet and toes, my knees and nose; I better not complain.

Then there’s the books I read, the Holy and the wholesome,

Who along with family, keep me from being lonesome.

I’m grateful for the bloodstream that moves inside my veins,

And for the water and dopamine that runs around my brain.

I’m thankful that I’m grateful, in body, heart, mind and soul,

And I give praise to the Creator, who makes all this possible.

Matt Furey

P.S. I’m thankful for the people who say or write, “Happy Thanksgiving” and don’t add, “if you celebrate it.”

No, that’s not what I meant.

I’m talking about longer, faster, flexible and explosive muscles.

Not thicker, slower, non-functional beach muscles.

The other day, when a FB friend saw a video of me doing a bodyweight exercise called “the Plough” – he remarked that he was surprised by my flexibility. This in spite of having flexibility programs on the market for over twenty years.

Yes, I realize that looks can be deceiving. Genetically, I was given a stocky body to work with. For many years I thought the ideal was to make a stocky body even stockier. But for the past 20-some years, I’ve been all about lengthening my muscles, loosening my joints and gaining more and more FUNCTIONAL and USEFUL STRENGTH.

Today, I’m all about lengthening life, energy and muscle – simultaneously.

Why shorten your muscles and tendons? So you can tear them?

Lengthen and strengthen. That’s the message.

And as you lengthen your muscles in the proper way – you also strengthen them.

You strengthen your muscles as well as your life force.

Provided, of course, that your approach to this is the correct one.

Extreme methods are not for me.

If you agree, then wrap your mind around the concept of longer, leaner and life-giving rather than thicker, slower and stodgier.ey

Here endeth the lesson.

Matt Furey

P.S. You can view some teaser videos on Instagram – @mattfureysays – as well as my Facebook group – Matt Furey Combat Conditioning+.

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Sifu Shi Yan Ming is a Shaolin monk who came to the United States in 1992. He was the most skilled and beloved monk who participated in the first-ever demonstration of Shaolin kung fu on American soil.

He toured with his fellow monks, performing before sold-out crowds in several cities.

After the team’s final performance ended in San Francisco, he told his government handlers that we was going outside for a few minutes to snap a few pictures. Once outside he hailed the first taxi he saw – and was G-O-N-E.

He disappeared into the night.

The taxi driver soon realized that his passenger not only didn’t speak a word of English, he also had no idea where he was going. As destiny would have it, the driver took the master to the police, who took him to a Chinese restaurant. From the restaurant the monk contacted a friend in Chinatown, who helped him hide in his home for about a week.

The monk’s next move was a flight to New York City – and from there he worked on getting green card status. Months later he opened his own version of a Shaolin Temple in New York, and from there he altered some of his lifelong, supposedly “spiritual” habits.

First, he no longer practiced celibacy. That’s understandable.

And second, he began to eat beef – a definite no-no for Buddhist monks.

Sifu Shi Yan Ming jokingly refers to beef as “American tofu.”

Don’t you just love the imagery of that?

To the master, every day is Happy New Year.

Life is so good that he wants you to live life with gusto eight days a week; 366 days a year. Yes, you read that correctly.

Having a sense of humor is just as important as having a sense of purpose.

Life is worth living, every minute, every second, of every day.

Just as I’ve been saying for quite some time, Sifu Shi Yan Ming says that meditation is movement. Yes, you can mediate while sitting, but what if you made everything you do part of your on-going daily meditation.

Every exercise you do is performed with awareness of your breathing, your mental images, your self-talk.

Each day you’re looking for the humor within the agony. You’re looking for ways to transcend silly rules and ideas that may have been forced upon you long ago, even from well-meaning adults who were simply following the follower.

Every time I replay the words, “Beef is American tofu,” I laugh. The phrase is absolutely perfect.

It’s so good, in fact, that when I give a video update in the days ahead, on the way I’ve been feeding myself lately, and the incredible results I’ve been getting, I am definitely going to incorporate “American tofu” into the discourse.

At 55 years young, I’m getting younger, despite the white whiskers in my beard.

Eating spongy, estrogenic tofu is definitely not on my menu. You couldn’t pay me enough money to eat it. I prefer beef – and by that, I do not mean the leaner, lower-fat variety.

Give me the fattest of the fat.

Again, I’ll be covering my story very soon. I’ll even refer you to some hot-shot beef-guzzlers who can advise you, if you so choose. I will not be advising. I’ll only be telling my story.

It’ll all be going down on my Furey Faithful member’s site sometime next week. Be there.

Here endeth the lesson,

Matt Furey

Instagram – @mattfureysays