On Tuesday night, I stared at the punching bag in front of me and felt totally depleted. Not only did I not have any physical strength, I didn’t have any emotional strength. I wanted to whine, whimper and even cry.
I wanted to back down.
Thankfully, I had a partner on the other side of the bag who looked at me with steely eyes. I know she was tired too. She had just come through a challenging health situation, and was hurting.
And the thought came in my head:
This is the time to build my strength.
There are times when you truly need to rest, to restore your energy, and to be gentle with yourself.
And there are times when you need to look that metaphorical (or literal) punching bag in the eye and say:
“I may be weak, I may feel like shit, I may want to scream and cry in frustration … but I won’t. I may be lying on the floor, but I will still punch you. My strength is being cracked wide open in this moment when my weakness wants to choke me.”
I won’t back down.
Tonight, two days after not backing down, I felt stronger. My punches and kicks were faster. I jumped higher. I felt my backbone straighten.
Tom Petty has it right.
Hey baby, there ain’t no easy way out.
Hey, I stand my ground.
And I won’t back down.