You Can Never Lose If You Don't Quit

Eric Karls • May 8, 2026

Can't Win if you don't play

I’ve failed a lot. Not a little, a LOT.


More than most people probably realize.


I failed my CrossFit Level 3 exam three times before I finally passed it. Three times. Do you know how much that stings when coaching and fitness is literally your life?


I’ve owned, coached, and been kicked out of almost every gym in Central Kentucky. I’ve struggled with the gym I own right now. There are days I drive home, mentally exhausted, white knuckling the steering wheel, wondering if I should burn it all to the ground.

I failed my CrossFit Level 4 in-person evaluation a little over a year ago.

That one hurt. ☹


Not because I don’t know coaching, not because I’m not a good coach. Because I’m not chase good, I’m chasing Great! When you pour yourself into something and come up short, it punches you right in the gut, it’s embarrassing, and it makes you doubt yourself.


But here’s the thing, that’s all part of the process. So I licked my wounds, listened to all of the condolences, and got back to working on what needed to be improved. Then when the opportunity to try again came around, I signed up again.


The only way I truly fail is if I quit. Not getting the Level 4 on the first pass doesn’t mean I never will, it means I just have more work to do. Also, the process in my first attempt made me better. Not Great, but better, so I knew I needed to keep moving forward.


That’s it, that’s the whole secret. People think successful people somehow avoid failure. That they’re more talented, more motivated, more disciplined, or somehow mentally tougher than everyone else.


Maybe sometimes.


But most of the people I know who have been successful just refused to stop. I also don’t just mean material success; marriage, family, friendships, those all take work, the kind of work you can’t give up on.


These people keep showing up.


Even when it’s embarrassing.


Even when it’s painful.


Even when they doubt themselves. Especially then!


I think this matters even more as we get older.


At 48, things don’t work the way they used to. I can’t just roll out of bed and destroy workouts like I did in my 20s and 30s. I’ve had nagging shoulder pain, wrist pain, a calf issue. Random little injuries that seem to come out of nowhere.

There are days where I want to throw my hands up and say, “Getting old sucks.”


But honestly?


It doesn’t suck, it’s actually really fuck’in great! It’s just different. The workouts have changed. Recovery matter more. Mobility has become part of the process and I have to make sure my ego doesn’t get in the way.


When something hurts, and now a days, something always does. I don’t quit, I adjust. I improve what I can improve, put my big-boy panties on, and then I work toward getting back to where I was.


That’s the process, not perfection, not nonstop PRs, just refusing to stop moving forward.

I see this all the time in health and fitness. Someone tweaks their back, their shoulder starts bothering them, work gets stressful, their kid’s activities are never ending.


Life punches them in the dick, or whatever the equivalent for the ladies is.


And suddenly they start thinking maybe they should quit, maybe slow down a bit, take some time off. Then the thoughts start to creep in.


“Maybe I’m too old.”


“Maybe CrossFit is too hard.”


“I’ll come back when life calms down.”


Life never calms down!


There will always be stress.


There will always be setbacks.


There will always be reasons to stop.


The people who win aren’t the people who avoid those things.


The people who win are the ones who keep going through them.


Maybe slower, maybe modified, maybe frustrated, but always moving forward

That’s what winning looks like.


My dad always said, “you can’t win, if you don’t play” I have it tattooed on my chest as a daily reminder. One so I can see it every day, two to remind myself that I’m different. That I don’t want to be like everyone else. I don’t want to look forward to slowing down, to retiring. I want to remind myself that every day is a gift. “I want to get off my ass and find that fuck’in dog!”


Every failure teaches you something if you let it. No one ever got anything worth having without struggle.


Fail the test?
Study differently.


Injured?
Take recovery seriously.


Bad workout?
Better than no workout!


Gym struggles?
Keep showing up.


Life hard?
Good! (stole that one from my friend Jocko)

None of this is easy.


Some days I absolutely want to quit. I just say, not today, you can quit tomorrow, and then I repeat the same the next day.


Some days I question whether I’m good enough.


Some days I wonder if every is going to fall apart.


But I’ve learned something over the years.


Quitters quit and Winners keep going and eventually Win.


That’s it. Not because winners never fail, but because they refuse to stay down.


So if you’re reading this while dealing with an injury, or struggling with motivation, or frustrated that you aren’t where you used to be physically, hear me when I say this:


You’re not alone and you are not failing.


You’re only failing if you stop.


Scale the workout, take the extra recovery day, modify the movement, slow down, start over, but NEVER QUIT!


If you keep showing up, keep learning, and keep adjusting, YOU WILL WIN!!!


Maybe not on your timeline, maybe not in the way you originally expected, but eventually, you will win.


And honestly, that’s what this whole thing is about.


Not perfection.


Not beating everyone else.


Not pretending getting older is easy.


Just becoming the kind of person who refuses to give up.


The person that always wins. 😊


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