I wonder if people know how lucky I am?!
I go to work before dawn, and sometimes don't get home until 8pm. Only to post away on Facebook and Instagram random pictures of the people who did seemingly above average human movements. Then I get up again at 4am to repeat the process.
Yet everyday is different; it's adventurous and can be filled with emotional outbursts both positive and negative. It's most definitely filled with human strength, determination and energy.
Yet that's not even it, the reason why I'm lucky is totally something else.
Imagine that you could have a party or a dance party with your friends and acquaintances. A party where new people show up to join in. At this party you play games and the go on some physical adventure that's grueling but somehow it bonds you together. At the end of this gathering people are like "Hell yeah that sucked!"
I get to cater this gathering, over several different hours of the day with several different "Cells" of people.
It's a pretty unique experience, knowing and talking to all of these different people, all living their life day in and day out. I know their kids, pets, where they grew up; I hear about their jobs, spouses and a host of other details about their lives.
I hear about life being lived! Then I participate in an hour of life with them... almost everyday!!
They are my community, my friends and acquaintances. They are people that fill my life with all the stuff life is filled with.
Today I got a root canal and had to run back into the gym to grab my bag. I got a group hug and some "how the hell are ya's"... it was nice to see the Fam before I headed home to take a recovery nap! It's why I come in every day.
See you guys in the morning! Be on time and make sure to ask each other how it's going!
Lucky me/Lucky you!