"Lighten up, Francis."
Sometimes, I think that we forget what to take seriously, and what to just blow off. Our attitude can rub off on everyone with whom we have an interaction. Whether it's a hard-ass attitude, a lazy attitude or a positive one.
You know those WODs where you have a lot of reps and you would like to try to go unbroken? And, you are working out with a buddy? And, your buddy drops the bar and you are hitting a freaking wall. You could do more. She/he could have done more. BUT, she/he dropped. Then, as if it granted you a golden permission slip signed by Glassman, you drop the bar and get a rest, as well. You both COULD have done more, but you didn't. And, even though you both pick up the bar and finish the WOD, you know it happened. Has this EVER happened to you? I've been on both sides of this one. And, when I am the 1st to drop because I feel sorry for myself/tired/not "into it" etc. and I think it may have caused a chain reaction, I feel even worse. That's in the gym. What about in life?
If I leave my gym clothes on the floor, dishes in the living room, opt for a less-healthy meal or not be enthusiastic and positive, what effect will it have on the people I care about? Will they, in turn, leave their crap sitting around the house, eat food from crinkly wrappers and be depressed? I don't know. What if it did? I DO know that I would, in turn, be pissed because I would have to clean up their mess while wearing my imaginary, yet very heavy, Queen of All That Is Right crown. And then, I just may eat a cupcake and go on a Lulu binge. I know. "Lighten up, Francis." So, I TRY not to drop the bar in life until I simply cannot physically or mentally do any more. I try.
Sometimes, it is easier for us to do something for others than to do something for ourselves. It is always best to "secure your mask before assisting others", but if this is how you roll, then try to be stronger, more positive, healthier or not a fucktard in general, for those around you.
BTW, I've been married 17 years this Friday. If I compare our marriage to a WOD, we have never "dropped the bar" in regards to our commitment and our vows. Whatever it took, whenever we felt too weary or angry or apathetic-whatever, marriage has too many emotions to list- to go unbroken, somewhere from inside ourselves, we found the strength to push ourselves through. And that strength inspired the other one to keep going. When I am down, he helps me up and when he can't go another step, I show him that together we can go unbroken. Shouldn't life be like that? I feel blessed everyday.
Today, inside and outside of the Box, I'm going to try to not drop the bar. And maybe, by being stronger, the people around me will be stronger and happier, as well.
Sometimes, I think that we forget what to take seriously, and what to just blow off. Our attitude can rub off on everyone with whom we have an interaction. Whether it's a hard-ass attitude, a lazy attitude or a positive one.
You know those WODs where you have a lot of reps and you would like to try to go unbroken? And, you are working out with a buddy? And, your buddy drops the bar and you are hitting a freaking wall. You could do more. She/he could have done more. BUT, she/he dropped. Then, as if it granted you a golden permission slip signed by Glassman, you drop the bar and get a rest, as well. You both COULD have done more, but you didn't. And, even though you both pick up the bar and finish the WOD, you know it happened. Has this EVER happened to you? I've been on both sides of this one. And, when I am the 1st to drop because I feel sorry for myself/tired/not "into it" etc. and I think it may have caused a chain reaction, I feel even worse. That's in the gym. What about in life?
If I leave my gym clothes on the floor, dishes in the living room, opt for a less-healthy meal or not be enthusiastic and positive, what effect will it have on the people I care about? Will they, in turn, leave their crap sitting around the house, eat food from crinkly wrappers and be depressed? I don't know. What if it did? I DO know that I would, in turn, be pissed because I would have to clean up their mess while wearing my imaginary, yet very heavy, Queen of All That Is Right crown. And then, I just may eat a cupcake and go on a Lulu binge. I know. "Lighten up, Francis." So, I TRY not to drop the bar in life until I simply cannot physically or mentally do any more. I try.
Sometimes, it is easier for us to do something for others than to do something for ourselves. It is always best to "secure your mask before assisting others", but if this is how you roll, then try to be stronger, more positive, healthier or not a fucktard in general, for those around you.
BTW, I've been married 17 years this Friday. If I compare our marriage to a WOD, we have never "dropped the bar" in regards to our commitment and our vows. Whatever it took, whenever we felt too weary or angry or apathetic-whatever, marriage has too many emotions to list- to go unbroken, somewhere from inside ourselves, we found the strength to push ourselves through. And that strength inspired the other one to keep going. When I am down, he helps me up and when he can't go another step, I show him that together we can go unbroken. Shouldn't life be like that? I feel blessed everyday.
Today, inside and outside of the Box, I'm going to try to not drop the bar. And maybe, by being stronger, the people around me will be stronger and happier, as well.
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