Camden and I are still arising at 4:30am several mornings a week to train at our local CrossFit. In the year we’ve been at CFBC, I’ve learned about more than simply fitness. In fact, I typically walk away (or limp away depending on how hard I worked that day) with a challenge to improve not only my physical performance, but mostly my daily walk in life.
This week, we had a “partner WOD” (workout of the day). While one partner executed the prescribed movements or lifts, the other partner held a heavy weight. The weight would pass between partners and could never touch the ground (without a penalty). At the beginning of the WOD, my partner held our weight inside the gym while I went outside to await the signal to begin the first leg of the challenge.
I was chatting with the guy next to me (Camden’s partner, Mitchel) about the conditions surrounding us. We were about to carry dumbbells down a bumpy residential street. With very few streetlights. In the dark. And the weather was offering us a chilly morning.
I was considering my personal plight.
That’s when Mitchel offered his perspective.
My concern is getting back in there as fast as I can to get that weight off Camden.
I was meditating on my predicament and solely occupied with myself, forgetting Erin inside the gym holding our weighted plate.
Mitchel, however, was intent on relieving the burden Camden was bearing. Forgetting about himself.
While one was gazing inward, another was focused outward.
I began to consider the daily opportunities I’m missing in helping take the load off someone else.
Don’t we often (especially with our spouses or close friends) expect them to carry heavy loads? And then complain if they drop the weight?
I want to be of a mindset that keeps me looking around, at my teammates in life, to see who needs to be relieved of the loads they’re bearing.
And then eagerly come alongside them.
Shouldering their burdens and sharing the work.
A life purposed to live outward.