Shouts out to Coach Kate (@engardathletics) for sparking this one… You can only move positively toward goals. It is neither a burden nor a sacrifice—both of which means something has been taken from you, stripped. You don't make sacrifices, you're not killing one thing in mystical hopes of another happening. No; you're making choices! You have made a choice, not had something stripped from you. You are not being oppressed by your goals, they are not your master, or your warden. Their are choices you've made in a reach for something better—in, of and for yourself. To wallow in the "work" and brag on your constant grind is to be a martyr, to celebrate the role of your goal becoming your master, to see your coaches and support becoming your slavers. Please stop. I've long said, your grind cannot be perpetual—in the end it must produce a result; otherwise you've got bad stones. #welp#shrug. Now, out of a responsibility as a coach I will say that we all have the potential do things out of this mentality that become unhealthy, and they really are harmful burdens—physically and mentally. If you feel this seek help, and surround yourself with people who will love and care for you, and who have only your best interest at heart. This gift & this culture we have is a joy, y'all… let's not lose sight of that. 💛💛💛👐🏾👐🏾👐🏾 #wingsup
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The spring of 2015, I was in the running for the best 40+ year old triple jumper in the world not named "Fabrizio," until I suffered a traumatic leg injury in training. To have surgery would have likely ended my Masters athletic career before it even began, and the cost would have crippled me. So I chose patience. Take the time to heal, help others achieve goals, add to the culture & lifestyle that Athletics is aside from the sport. I hobbled back to fitness and training a bit, all too obviously just a shadow of what I was a couple years earlier and knowing that my beloved triple jump was gone from me perhaps forever. The constant dull pain in my leg never giving me a moment's peace. I went on to compete an earn a top-10 finish in the long jump at World Masters Champs as a member of the USA Masters team—sick and in pain, but happy. Watching my teammates achieve and excel was hard, not because of envy but because I knew I could have been with them, doing the same. Rest, rehab, patience, perseverance and perspective. And then… it may seem a small detail in a long story, but yesterday was the first time in nearly 3 years that I took a step or ran without a single moment of pain in my right quad & knee; my triple jump first phase leg. Will I be back to my old self? Can't say. But happiness is: the thought that the long way around may still get you there. Sorry for the long post, but the full picture needed to be painted. Why are you doing what you're doing? Fame? Because someone told you you were good? Ego? Or love? If it's love, hang in there. Good or bad times, rough times or smooth sailing… keep going. It's worth it. 💛👐🏾 #wingsup
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#Repost Thank You Coach!
Super proud of our Lady Magz, on her way to Poland for tune ups, great jumps and—with hope, skill and a bit of good graces— qualifications for big things to come. Love you, believe in you, proud of you!!! #SquadronCode: #TCHYN