Grabbing opportunities …
I missed my opportunity to go to the gym yesterday. Mostly because I’ve so little time it was hard to squeeze it in even though I was actually off from work.
On those sorts of days I’m reminded of how even a few minutes of bathroom mirror sparring or my personal favorite, hook the shower curtain keeps boxing as a focal point of the brain and becomes my opportunity.
This puts me in mind to something my daughter just said to me. “I wish I could go to Steve Jobs funeral. At least I could say that I met him. He really changed my life.” Out of the mouth of babes …
Sometimes in the extraordinary we find opportunities for epiphanies that are life altering. It means taking the risks mindless of the fact that we may not have a net to catch us. That is certainly a truism of boxing. We leap as part of a practiced effort of skill and heart. Sometimes that leap places us in an impossible situation — much as Ishika Lay now lies in a coma in a Toledo, Ohio hospital, it should not, however, negate the choice.
For others of us, it means running a marathon and having a baby as happened yesterday in the Chicago marathon. So much for the idea that women are in a “delicate condition” when they’re “with child” — the kind of stuff women in my generation and older were raised on.
I’m not saying be extraordinary every day — but I guess I am saying follow your heart. There’s nothing wrong with putting yourself out there. It’ll add depth and momentum to your life and maybe even put a smile on an 11-year-old face at 6:45 in the morning.
Not exactly on point — but in the “grab the gusto” department, a twitter friend @mjon3105 sent me a link to a film from around 1910 showing two different scenes of a woman boxing. So … yes, the newsreel footage was billed as “Amazon” woman boxing … but, heck, she was boxing! The link is below:
I missed my run yesterday, too, but I got my butt out of bed before work this morning and had a great one that really set the tone for the day. Yeah, it helps burn off my snack calories and tone my muscles, but what it really does is keep my head straight.
So, I can relate to your mini sparring. Sometimes even a little bit of exercise, squeezed into a hectic day, gets the job done and keeps the momentum going.
You said it Sister!!! Grab those moments where you can!