I’m a swimmer.
It’s the Saturday morning swim meet and I’m standing on the blocks, lined up with everyone else who’s about to race. “On your mark! Get set!” This is exciting…I’m adjusting my goggles so they’re perfect, Making sure my swim cap is just right, fixing my speedo, and Arnold Schwarzenegger is in my head psyching me up, “Max you are a VINNER! You are a SHARK! These puny men have no idea they are up against THE GREATEST SWIMMER IN THE WORLD!” My mind is now strong. I get into starting position. I look up.
But like magic, the room is now empty. Dead silence. Not only is the race over but all of Saturday is too. I’ve spent the entire day getting ready. Only the janitor is left, mopping up in the corner. With all my psyching myself up, all my fixing my swim cap and goggles, somehow, whether out of fear or anxiety I focused on the wrong things. No one can say that I didn’t focus. In fact I focused for 8 plus hours! I HEARD Arnold's voice loud and clear! But I spent so much time focusing on the things that mattered the least, that I never heard the word, “Go.”
I’m a swimmer. I never got in the pool.
