A Shakespearean Adaptation
To compete or not to compete, that is the question.
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer,
The weights and the reps of these future workouts,
Or to sit out and watch your fellows suffer,
And by judging, no rep them? To try, to weep-
No more; and by no more we say we end
The heartache of the thousand natural looks
To the leaderboard? Tis an obsession
For some, a compulsion. To try, to weep,
To weep perchance to compete. Aye, there’s the catch,
For those that chose to try, what dreams may come,
What obstacles you may have to overcome,
But this might give you pause. There’s respect to those
Who choose to make competing a part of life.
For who would bear the beeps of the clock of time;
The weightlifters’ strong, the gymnast fleet-footed,
The pain of long met-cons, the high rep workouts,
The lactic acid build-up, the burning lungs,
Who could be worthy to undertake such feats?
When you could simply not sign up, ending
The pain and heartache? Who would choose to groan
And sweat under such dreadful conditions,
Unless they were afraid of something more
Dreadful than defeat. For he that competes
There’s no turning back, it puzzles the will,
And makes you face evils and obstacles
That we all have but hide from each other.
Thus fearful to compete makes us cowards,
And our natural boldness soon becomes weak
With too much thought and negativity.
Intentions that should be carried out get
Misdirected, and stop being actions at all.
But shh… there is still time to sign up for
This fair competition. My friend in sport,
I pray, may all your reps be counted.
Hopefully you were able to pick up what I was laying down there. I simply wanted to encourage those of you who have been debating signing up for the Reebok Crossfit Open 2014, or debating signing up for any type of competition, to really think about what is holding you back. Are you afraid of failing? Are you afraid of letting your peers down, maybe yourself? Are you just afraid? I challenge you to face this fear, and sign up.
However, the open (and competitions in general), should in some way be fun. Now do not take this too literally. I do not mean that every competition you do, or every day before you do one of the open workouts it’s going to feel like party. It may actually be the most athletically and mentally stressful 5 weeks of your life. At least it is for me, but this is why I like it. This is why I enjoy it. This is why its “fun” to me. Do not be worried if this is you, this just means you care. Just make sure you see the good in it, the fun in it. I enjoy watching others do the workouts, I enjoy coming up with different strategies and having my clients try them out, and I LOVE doing better than I expected.
Please do not let fear get in the way of you surprising yourself. Do not let fear keep you out of challenging yourself and seeing what you are capable of.