And after the game, I really didn't have any thoughts, I usually don't after losses. I linger on the field... I stare into outer space... I just stand around waiting for something to settle. A thought or feeling that can clarify what just happened.
I heard a coach once say "I hate losing more than I love winning," and I absolutely relate to that.
Wins never really effected, losses did. Wins were expected, losses weren't. When you prepare and you're confident, a loss never really enters your mind as a possibility, so when they happen, it feels surreal. And unfortunately, I have never felt unprepared on a Friday night. Ever. I may have been w some teams that I knew were outgunned or maybe they had a little something we didn't, but I also felt prepared and I always, ALWAYS knew my teams had heart. Always. And when you're prepared and you have a an undying will to succeed, anything can happen. Anything can happen. Writers can post predictions, people can place bets, and those on the outside can feel how they like, but unless you're one of the 30-40-50 guys involved on what goes on under the lights and on the grass.... Anything can happen.
So I'm staring into outer space... Wondering what went wrong.
And two days later, I see... Nothing went wrong. We just lost more opportunities than we won. Sounds pretty simple, right? We just lost more opportunities than we won. We lost more plays than we won. We gave up more big chances than we made for ourselves. Every time I say it or write it, looks so simple.
And it is, but it doesn't help when you're standing on the field as the volunteers are cleaning the sidewalks and they want to turn the lights off....
So where do we go?
What do we do after disappointment and loss?
We breathe... We take a brief pause, knock the dirt off our shoulder, and get ready to do it again, but this time smarter, faster, harder, stronger, better.
Today is Sunday and it's not an off day, we're preparing to meet another goal on our path of many other goals.
Friday was a loss but not a failure. Through loss and pain we build strength. Through loss and pain we build endurance and our character develops a will power over time that cannot be broken.
Practice just ended on Monday and it was by far the most competitive, intense, emotional practice we've had yet.
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I posted today "You know the pressure I feel to not let you waste $10 on a bad workout? Imagine how hard I'd work to not let you waste $200,000."
I wrote that while on break at Hondros... which is Real Estate school and by Christmas, I'll a licensed Real Estate Agent.
Someone asked "Why," and I have a few different answers but #1, definitely lays with my passion, which is customer service. I truly LOVE being a part of a process that helps guide people through a situation. When I worked in gyms, I knew most people were probably intimidated or didn't know what to do and had troubles getting comfortable. I loved giving the tours and machine intros and helping them ease into the gym. Same goes here, buying a home is a HUGE decision and people will feel unsure and intimidated and worried and I'll be excellent at covering those bases to help people ease their minds and help them make excellent decisions. I have no doubts.
Selfishly, I have another reason. My favorite clients have been wedding parties and pre/post pregnancy mothers. Why? Even though its a very small role, I love having that role in helping people feel awesome about their day. One of my first clients was a girl named Julie, back in the Fitworks days. Julie was engaged to be married about 7 months after we met and all she wanted was to look amazing in her dress. So she came in one day with a pic of the dress and explained how it would fit and how she wanted certain body parts to look a certain way and so on. 7 months later... she looked gorgeous!
So there are wedding parties, step 1. Then babies is probably step 2 (at some point), and step 3?
Well, a personal trainer is kinda worthless when it comes to step 3 so I'll step out of the Nike shorts and learn to tie a tie :) and you can bet a whooooole lotta money I'm going to bust my butt to make sure you're stepping through the doors of your dream home when the time comes.
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Sidenote:
As I'm sitting through day 2 of a 9 hour class... I started getting antsy and I thought "THANK GOD I DONT WORK IN A CUBICLE!" Because eventually my leg started tapping and I started playing some drums with my highlighters and on break I wrote up my workout... which was still about 5 hours away! Uh Oh. I was feeling like a trapped gorilla! So when I got home, I changed clothes and took off on a nice run, pulled out the kettles, loaded up the bench and let loose.
CLASS SCHEDULE
Monday - Power Vinyasa w Lindsay, 6:15-7:15
Tuesday - SAME (subbing for Alex)
Wednesday - Primal Strength Training w Jason, 6:30-7:30
Thursday - Power Plus/BOGA w Jason, 6:30-7:30
I wrote that while on break at Hondros... which is Real Estate school and by Christmas, I'll a licensed Real Estate Agent.
Someone asked "Why," and I have a few different answers but #1, definitely lays with my passion, which is customer service. I truly LOVE being a part of a process that helps guide people through a situation. When I worked in gyms, I knew most people were probably intimidated or didn't know what to do and had troubles getting comfortable. I loved giving the tours and machine intros and helping them ease into the gym. Same goes here, buying a home is a HUGE decision and people will feel unsure and intimidated and worried and I'll be excellent at covering those bases to help people ease their minds and help them make excellent decisions. I have no doubts.
Selfishly, I have another reason. My favorite clients have been wedding parties and pre/post pregnancy mothers. Why? Even though its a very small role, I love having that role in helping people feel awesome about their day. One of my first clients was a girl named Julie, back in the Fitworks days. Julie was engaged to be married about 7 months after we met and all she wanted was to look amazing in her dress. So she came in one day with a pic of the dress and explained how it would fit and how she wanted certain body parts to look a certain way and so on. 7 months later... she looked gorgeous!
So there are wedding parties, step 1. Then babies is probably step 2 (at some point), and step 3?
Well, a personal trainer is kinda worthless when it comes to step 3 so I'll step out of the Nike shorts and learn to tie a tie :) and you can bet a whooooole lotta money I'm going to bust my butt to make sure you're stepping through the doors of your dream home when the time comes.
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Sidenote:
As I'm sitting through day 2 of a 9 hour class... I started getting antsy and I thought "THANK GOD I DONT WORK IN A CUBICLE!" Because eventually my leg started tapping and I started playing some drums with my highlighters and on break I wrote up my workout... which was still about 5 hours away! Uh Oh. I was feeling like a trapped gorilla! So when I got home, I changed clothes and took off on a nice run, pulled out the kettles, loaded up the bench and let loose.
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Monday - Power Vinyasa w Lindsay, 6:15-7:15
Tuesday - SAME (subbing for Alex)
Wednesday - Primal Strength Training w Jason, 6:30-7:30
Thursday - Power Plus/BOGA w Jason, 6:30-7:30
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Last topic, inspires by this mornings post to Kristin.
I was listening to podcast while shaving last night. Three guys, talking about anything and everything. Somehow, they got on the topic of depression and people being disconnected. The discussion went on and one guy said "it's a love issue... People are too busy or too cool or too scared to openly confess positive, loving emotions. Anyone will tell you to F off, but few will say they love you, even if they do."
And it's so true for a lot of people and something that's definitely settled w me lately. I've never been a hugger, but recently, they've been popping up! No clue how, but the handshake just looks and feels lame, so I go for a hug! So weird how it's come along but I'm not fighting it :) if you go for a shake, get ready for a big papa bear hug!
So cheer, sing, dance, celebrate, hug, love, high 5, embrace... Enjoy it all, full go.
