Is It Really THAT Bad?

[Coach Hurst]

We get so bogged down in our own little world of what we perceive to be oh, sooooo important in our life that we can loose sight of the big picture. I can be limping around, complaining about my injured knee when I get bumped on the train and then bam! I turn around to see that the person who has accidentally checked me is only trying to use her crutches in order to catch her balance for her crippled legs. The seats reserved for disabled persons are occupied by businessmen in Armani and Rolex apparently too important and busy to give up their seats. Everyone oblivious to one another doing what they think is oh, soooo important...

Lately I have complained quite a bit about my numerous injuries and not being able to run, practice judo, blah, blah, blah. But, no matter how much I complain about not being able to go to judo, swing my clubs or go for a run during an injury I am thankful that I have the ABILITY to partake in those activities once I heal. Today I was reminded of that.

Tomorrow when I wake up and perform my WW I will work a little bit harder and with a lot more appreciation for my body and what it is. If not just for me, for those who don't have the opportunity to use their body in the way WE CAN.

[anthonyantosh]

Great post!!! No matter how bad you might have it, someone else always has it worse. Thanks for reminding us.
tony

[maxmoon]

great point indeed! my brother had 2 open heart operations done! and i know deep in side that he would love to ride the bike more...........swing my clubbells.........do martial arts................ but he just cant.his condition will not let him do these things without the risk of a hospital visit or worse!

so when i find my self complaining i realize how selfish i may sound. when i take my health for granted i surely feel like a spoiled person!

max

[Coach Gostnell]

when i take my health for granted i surely feel like a spoiled person!
Not just health, but safety much of the time. Went to the funeral of an acquaintaince on Saturday - which is not a lot of fun at any time (although the lady we were honoring was always ready to laugh & led a well-lived life). I couldn't help flashing that at least we had no worries that a car bomb would interrupt the service-as happened in Bagdad recently at a wedding....and funerals elsewhere.