I admit I found organized team
sports kind of mysterious. I am
not a naturally gifted athlete.
Also, I always seemed to miss the moments when the in-jokes were born. Then there was the terror of letting
down the team at a crucial moment.
(Another terror I had was very specific: the girl one of the middle school teams who played opposite
me in basketball was four times my size and left tire tracks on my whole body.)
However, fitness is still a team
sport for me. On my team I have
people who train me, teach me, give me classes, answer my questions, adjust my
joints, work out my tensions, rehabilitate my injuries, and just work out with
me. We need leaders, colleagues,
experts, and friends to help us grow.
We are all lucky because we can
all be part of other people’s teams.
We can encourage each other, suggest new motivating music (however you
want to interpret that… I prefer silly stuff that makes me laugh!), or bring
the ice and Advil.
Go team!
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