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Is It MY Turn???

posted by Heather March 30, 2018 0 comments


Started “brewing” my Blood Orange Sangria for Easter Sunday.

Spanish school seems to be working just right.

Just a handful of my daily go-to’s.


Yeah, I’m posting this AGAIN…just because there’s something so lovely about a glass of wine in front of a fire while looking out onto the bay on the Cape in the middle of the “winter”, which is actually Spring but still sort of feels like winter. HAPPY WEEKEND!

I know I’ve been writing a lot about things that happen during Ben’s classes, but I guess that’s when I do my best thinking for some reason.

Ben does this thing that means so much to me, not just as his wife, but as any other athlete in his class: he intentionally walks around looking for me to, specifically, ask me how my workout went.

He’s not doing it just for me, just because he’s married to me.  He does it for every person in his class.  I know because I’ve watched him to see if he’s making the rounds doing that, or just giving me special treatment because it might earn him points with me.

And, for the record, he does this every time I take his class.

I don’t know how to say this without it seeming cliché or sappy, but it means so much to me and I look forward to it every time a workout ends.  I sit around waiting for it to be my turn for him to come check in with me.  And, I’m sure I’m not the only one.

There’s something really powerful about giving and getting this super individualized attention.  Because there’s a very big difference between the way he does that every day, and him just running into you at the water fountain. 

Ben’s not just, by chance, checking in to see how things went.  He’s actually walking around thinking to himself, “Where’s Heather?  I want to see how she felt today.  I need to find her so I can let her know I was thinking about her.”

We may not all be coaches who’s jobs make it so that we “should” be doing this every day.  But, we are human beings that have family members and friends and co-workers who are all going through different things at different points throughout the week that would feel a whole lot more loved and cared for if we gave them this level of personalized attention on a regular basis.

Yes, it’s hard work because it requires a lot more brain power than we all might be used to rallying up.  But, it means a whole lot more than waiting until they happen to be sitting near you at dinner on Easter Sunday and you just happen to remember to ask them how that thing with their co-worker went from the last time you saw them.

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