There was a moment in boxing class Monday night where I wasn’t in love with the combinations I was throwing.
Depending on the day/session, the instructor will sometimes walk around to check & correct stance, form, technique, etc. As he made his way toward me, I did my best to reel in my wild swings — to no avail.
“No. No, like this (demonstrating a solid hook to the bag). That is more like a…slap (mimicking my arms akimbo).”
I was more frustrated than embarrassed. Goes to show how much work I have yet to do, when taking a week off sets my training so far back.
I refocused and spent several rounds skipping the combinations and practicing my hook. It improved slightly, but overall I was disappointed. The instructor didn’t say as much but his facial expression was basically a giant eyeroll. Yeah bro, I don’t want to be doing what I’m doing either!
So I was reflecting on these thoughts this morning. As I have acknowledged previously, ‘sucking at something is the first step towards getting kinda good at something.’ I’m probably gonna suck for a while, and that’s OK. Remember how sucky my first months of early recovery seemed to feel? Uncertainty, learning, re-learning, doubt…every day. But look at me now.
Furthermore, while maybe I’m not a natural mixed martial artist…I would bet good money that there are a swath of skills I possess, that perhaps my trainer does not. Could he compose & publish an articulate blog on a daily basis, for example? Well he just might be able to. But I would likely be more adept than he.
The Point: there are many avenues of life that will feel like failures in our journeys down them (as my father would say, ‘But always aim to excel’); however, I believe that every one among us has some unique qualifier that is a true forte relative to our surrounding peers — not one man, woman, or child excluded.
Find your forte.