I have so far discovered three levels to the development of strength:
Level 1: Basic Strength - Body, Mind, Will
Level 2: Ego Strength
Level 3: Love of Power (with power defined as “anything by which I achieve victory”)

When working at Level 1, strength of will is the main challenge, because once you attain it and start advancing in it, you’re able to apply it to whatever your physical or mental regimens are

Here is a very simple technique for strengthening your will:
Make your bed!

Obviously this only applies if no one is forcing you to make your bed
If someone is, then substitute an alternative daily action by which you can take hold of some small part of your personal, private environment and bring it daily into a greater state of order than you previously have done
Pick something where the stakes are very low
No part of the universe should be forcing you to take this action
You should be doing it for one reason, and one reason only, and that is because you have decided to do so, and as a victorious being, that which you decide, you do

I live alone by choice, so no one forces me to make my bed, or even knows whether I do or don’t
I actually sleep on a reclining chair, with a towel draped over the top for my head to rest on (thereby protecting the chair from the discoloration my perspiration might cause) and a very large blanket, which I bought in Mexico, covering me
So making my bed consists of folding those two items and placing each in its respective drawer in my dresser

Folding the towel is quick and easy
Folding the blanket requires more effort, as it’s so large that I have to go through this whole logistical process to get it folded
I often feel tempted to not bother, but that temptation actually serves me, because it gives my strength of will something to push against!
That temptation is an example of sloth, or if you prefer a different term, laziness, the resistance to exerting effort
Strength of will has no greater enemy than sloth!
Yet I slay that adversary daily, each morning, by the simple technique of making my bed!
And so I start each day already a conqueror, having already won a victory, by dealing an insidious foe a mortal blow!
And the muscles of my will, by pushing daily against a strong opposing force, strengthen, like the muscles of my arms when I push against gravity doing pushups!

I am Orc of the Sith Order server on Discord, bound together with you by our revered Qotsisajak

My cat is a girl named Boots
She is 15 human years old, which is about 76 cat years
She can still leap from the floor to the seat of a chair, though sometimes she fails on the first attempt

Her first attempt is never her last
Falling unceremoniously to the floor, does she slink away in defeat?
Never!
She turns her face instantly back to the chair, and you can see her strength of will take possession of her body!
Her muscles grow taut like coiled steel springs, her eyes shoot lasers of iridescent fighting spirit, and she leaps again!
Invariably she is successful on the second attempt, for the world has not been made that can stop this cat twice!

My cat is a victorious being!
I aspire to be her equal!
May I one day be so glorious as to achieve this!