“Jen, you have to commit. You’re not committed.”
I scowled.
What’s he mean “commit”? I AM committed.
An hour later, I realized I wasn’t.
Practicing handstands in my house on a mat, I’ve been taking two steps and then always quitting. I’d get in perfect position and then come down. On purpose!
Because I wasn’t committed.
And because I was a bit scared of falling on my face (which as you know has enough bruises already)!
But mainly because I wasn’t committed.
My friend/coach, Alex, said this to me. The instant he said it, I wanted to punch him in the face. Because criticism and honest feedback hurt. But we all need it. Some more than others…
We all need people in our lives who will tell us the truth we so desperately need to hear. Alex is one of those people in my life who does. And I love him because of this…
My Journey to the CrossFit Games 