F**king up is inevitable
Yesterday after training I was lamenting to Anna (and I quote)
“You didn’t miss much, just “me f**king up over and over and over! Snatch shite!”
Honestly throughout the entire snatching debacle all I could think of was this paragraph from an article I had read on the
Know that you will cry. Weightlifting digs down in to the deepest parts of your soul, and digs up some fierce emotions. You will cry because you made a lift you have been working so hard for; you will cry when you miss a lift. You will cry when your coach yells at you, and you will cry because your BFF training partner just had a break through. You will cry because you want to quit, and you will cry because you don’t. You will cry because you’re afraid. These crying episodes do not make you a cry-baby-titty-mouse; they make you passionate about what you care about: the barbell and being on the platform.
OK I didn’t actually cry BUT there were some ghost tears near the end of the session that’s for sure!
“That’s a good thing! The more you f**k up now, the less f**k ups you’ll have in the future. You have to make your way through all the f**k ups before you start not f**king up”
It doesn’t seem fair that someone so beautiful should be so wise! Honestly I should hate that girl after all she came to Ludus all beautiful with her long legs and no pants and made everyone love her and then she comes to “my crossfit” with her long legs, new job (but still no pants), makes everyone love her AND kicks my arse at everything!
But regardless of her beauty and prowess, I still love her and she makes a good point. Even Rich Froning f**ks up now and again. The 2010 rope climb incident is a case in point, Rich took second place in the Crossfit Games that year because he couldn’t climb a rope but he didn’t let that f**k up get to him, instead he learned how to climb a rope and came back to dominate the Crossfit Games from that point on.
It’s simple, we will all continue to f**k up. You can let those failures defeat you or inspire you. It’s your choice.
I’ll get that damn 42.5 kgs …
Till next time