I joined a new gym this week.
I had out grown my old one.
I needed a place where I could practice and learn olympic lifts
with lighter bars and bumper plates.
But...my old gym had a pull-up bar perfect for my height
where I loved to do toes-to-bar-burpees.
So here I am,
in a new place, with strangers watching
and a bar much farther away from my reach.
It was a metaphore for any goal.
Was I afraid to fail?
Was the bar set too high?
Was I afraid of what those around me would think?
Did I take a leap and reach for it anyway??
Regardless of who is looking,
the obsticles in your way
or the thought of failure,
reach for your goals!
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