Full disclosure….I’ve never been punched in the face. I’ve actually, thankfully, never been punched at all. But this sentence has stuck with me for a couple of weeks now. Back story—- I work out at Crossfit Craic in Dedham/Westwood. I love it, mostly because it is full of great people and coaches that I adore. One of said coaches said the above sentence in reference to that day’s workout. It was going to be a tough one and he was basically saying suck it up and stick with it. It’s suppose to be hard.
I realized that day that that’s what I’m afraid of. I’m afraid of stuff being too hard. I afraid of getting to a point where I can’t do any more, where I honestly can’t finish. During the workout ( AD :45/ 12 shoulder to overhead @ 60#/ and 10 burpees..x4) as the rounds went on I did less. I did 10 S2O not 12, 8 burpees not 10 etc.
But what I should have done is get punched in the face. Do everything. Go as hard as I could and do my best. Even if it means not finishing or doing 3 rounds instead of 4. I was mad at myself, not because of my score, but because I decided what I could and couldn’t do before I even tried. Stop being fucking afraid….who cares! Get punched in the face.
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Thinking Out Loud 