Today I got hit. Hard. Smacked upside my head. With a fifteen pound weight. Accidently in a boxing class.
I’m the type of person that looks for the meaning to understand the lesson life is trying to teach me in every situation.
So I kept asking, “Why is life hitting me?” Then I remembered all I learned from my insightful f-bomb dropping British boxing instructor.
Life was not hitting me. I put myself in the position to be hit.
I need to constantly change my position, keep my gloves up to protect myself, duck, reset & make sure the fight is even worth getting in the ring for.