Where have the explorers gone?
Somewhere along the way we lost ourselves.
Where have the explorers gone?
Somewhere along the way we lost ourselves.
There has been lots of death in the hammer throw world.
The thing about hammer is it requires faith.
And not just any faith, *active* faith.
Discovering the Truth of *your* feeling in the throw, is found through forgetting everything you have previously learned.
Who watches the watcher?
There’s an interesting thought that I’ve been playing with lately.
The thrill of victory
The agony of defeat
are identical energies
The Balance between keeping your future goals in mind and being actively engaged in the present moment is a delicate one.
I often talk about stillness, or being still in the midst of the “storm” that is the throw. Let’s dive a bit deeper into this.
Something you work so hard for
I am not your teacher.
What you read on my feed is not your truth.
All that I have
As the competitive season begins in earnest for most athletes for the first time in almost 2 years, I thought this would be a good time to reflect on the ups and downs of training and competition that we all face.
Not Normal. Unorthodox.
This is the moment my career changed.
The typical athlete *becomes* that which they most desire to emulate, or that which they most desire to defeat.
I have this thing, call it a superstition if you like, where I don’t like to touch my hammer the day of battle.
A Warning to those who Desire Achievement.
A lesson from the parable of ‘Before the Law’ by Franz Kafka.
I don’t think we parents are meant to teach our children anything. Certainly not the lessons that we *really* want them to get.
Being a thrower is the biggest ego trip.
How often do you find yourself saying verbatim what was once said to you as a parent or a coach?