When I revived this blog last year my intention was to share more about my personal journey to fitness and less about the minor sports/family stuff that fed most of the first eight years of this space.
To use the vernacular of the craft, I’m still trying to find my voice. Writing about coaching and minor sports came easily given nearly two decades of standing behind benches and raising two boys into young men who enjoyed varying successes and failures as athletes but have emerged (in my humble opinion) as solid citizens.
It also lent itself to more humour and flights of rhetorical fancy which people enjoyed.
When I talk about learning to get fit or embracing the personal challenges it brings, I’m wary of sounding like an expert, because I’m not. This is not a space for advice beyond advising you to talk to experts in the field.
And I’m wary of sounding like a braggart – whatever successes I may have toward becoming fitter are rooted in those who support, pointed/led the way, or push. I just show up and try to do the work. Not to demean that effort by me or anyone else, but it’s really as simple as that. Continue reading