Being Bad At What You Love

I was writing this blog post in my head, and then I saw this quote above, and Brett Goldstein has summed up what I was pondering, but he used Muppets, so he said it better.

Yessa and I were at CrossFit for an hour last night. Buds and I had been there for an hour in the morning. A friend from CrossFit asked how long we'd been doing CrossFit and I told him it will be 15 years at the end of this year.

Fifteen years.

Interestingly, this blog is also 15 years old this year. 2010 was apparently a transformational year.

I will never be fantastic at CrossFit. At various times I have been proficient at certain movements, and there are times I am moving very well in this body I have created. I will never be fast; I will never jump high; I will never be first in a WOD.

I. Do. Not. Care.

Odds are high I will never write a book that you will read. (I am grateful to you for reading this blog.) I write all the time, but it is writing I may not ever share.

It. Does. Not. Matter.

These things bring me such joy. My body is stronger, faster, safer than it ever would have been without CrossFit.

Our family memories are safer, stronger, clearer than they ever would have been without this blog.

Do what you love. No matter if the money follows or if anyone else likes it, or if it is only for you. Heck, even better if it is just for you. Give people the freedom to feel their joy when they see your joy.