“If you think about a young child learning how to walk, that child will fall down and hurt themselves hundreds of times. But at no point does that child ever stop and think, “Oh, I guess walking just isn’t for me. I’m not good at it.”
Mark Manson
I started my new job at the beginning of the year, working in the gym. It’s going really well… even better than I’d anticipated, and I thoroughly enjoy it.
I’ve also opted to hire a new Doctor and Performance Coach to take over my Chiropractic adjustments, as well as teach me better form and running technique. As it turns out, I suck… and not just at running.
I say that jokingly, but it’s actually true. I have never felt more clumsy, awkward, uncomfortable or uncoordinated in my entire life. But I love it! And I am learning so much!
I started seeing Dr. Dan back in December, after coming to the conclusion that my body needs more than just a regular chiropractic adjustment schedule in order to keep improving. My progress has stagnated and I’m tired of being told that this is as good as it gets. I don’t believe that. And as it turns out, I’m right.
In just the first few days of implementing subtle changes into my daily routine, I noticed a significant decrease in my level of pain. A few weeks later, an increase in my functional mobility and range of motion. I’m beginning to regain control of muscles I literally haven’t been able to feel since my accident. The mind-body connection that I’ve lost is slowly starting to return.
It’s not easy. At times, it’s quite emotional.
I am literally re-learning how to stand, how to walk, how to run, and absolutely everything in between! It’s difficult. It’s painful. And, crazy as it sounds, it’s actually quite strenuous. The muscle cramps and spasms I experience with nearly every exercise is pure hell.
It would be so easy to become discouraged. To give up on my awkward, uncoordinated, clumsy body, and revert right back to what I’ve always done, because that’s what’s “normal”. That’s what feels comfortable and familiar. But resilience isn’t built in your comfort zone. Resilience is built in hell.
It’s crazy when you think about it – every single one of us has, at some point in our lives, been through something so difficult, so painful, or so challenging that it changed us forever. We may not know it at the time, but those are the situations that break something inside of us, and we can never be rebuilt exactly the same way. We might think that we’re weak… but that’s not weakness. It’s actually your greatest strength… and your ticket out of hell.
Tell me something – how do you build a muscle? You tear it down and it heals back stronger.
How do you create a scar? You suffer damage, and it heals stronger.
How do you get back to paradise after going through hell? You rebuild yourself into something stronger. Not the same as you were, but stronger than before.
This isn’t about picking up the pieces and putting them back together. I’ve already gone through all that. And my Doctors would have me believe that this is as good as it gets. For someone not trying to run and jump and lift and climb, maybe it would be? Perhaps this would be “enough”? But I am not that someone.
Don’t get me wrong, each and every one of my medical providers has done one hell of a job, taking all of my broken pieces and putting them back together… but it will never be “like nothing ever happened”. Because something did happen, and you cannot ever completely undo that kind of damage. You can’t just pick up these pieces… these pieces have to pick you up, and they decide how you need to be rebuilt. You won’t be the same as you were before. You will be stronger. Because those broken pieces are bringing experience and pain and grief, and they’re using it all for fuel.
To grow your mind, heart, body, and spirituality, you must first accept ALL of your wounds. Welcome them. Embrace them. Only then will you become resilient in continuing your chase. You can no longer be hurt by whatever comes your way. Because you know what hell is like, you’ve already felt it. You just keep on moving. And so do I.
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