The place that I go to for physio is in an arena. The physio office is sort of in the middle, and there’s a rink on either side. When my therapist has me go for a run on the treadmill, it overlooks one of the arenas, and I can watch whatever’s going on on the ice.
Most of the time there are what looks like four or five year olds having hockey practice. They fly around the ice like it’s nothing. I’m always impressed by them.
They have absolutely no fear. They don’t care if they fall – and they get right back up when they do fall. They chase after that puck like they’re going to get there first even if there’s 6 people in front of them. They don’t care if they look stupid.
I wish I was more like that. I don’t want to care about what people think when they see me working out. I want to chase after that soccer ball like I actually think I’m going to get to it before the person on the other team will. I want to give 100% without worrying if I look stupid or do something wrong.
I want to be fearless like a five year old playing hockey.