You know what has caused me:
Extreme, Internal Pain.
Seeing my children go half a* – when they are…
capable of so much more.
I’m sure God feels the same way with us! He is the ultimate parent!
One day, I was watching Queen Glory in boxing – her squats were looking real uppity and like she was sitting down for high tea.
I’m shouting out, “Get down in there – bend!”.
I talked to her a few times about squats – even showed her.
One day she did it again in class – below her capabilities.
I had to help her realize that:
We are fancy, but we are fierce fighters!!!
I got back to The Billionaire Bubble – got her out the car – grabbed a kid size chair and told her to sit down.
I had her stand up and sit down repetitively.
Then I removed the chair and told her to squat like how she was sitting – to get low.
She began to cry and have a fit.
I did not care.
She was not about to manipulate me into not helping her.
I love her. I prayed for her and cannot afford for her to be prey!
Eff those feelings – for now.
Things that were “cute” when first starting out – will have you getting cut out the game down the line! Refine.
SQUAT!
I had her keep doing it over and over and over and over.
Until I felt she had it down.
I’m paying for these boxing classes. I’m now ride sharing and Ubering to these classes, added cost. You either gonna do it right or you gonna do it right. Else, you get more 1:1 time with me until you get it before returning to the paid class.
Since when do we think there is another option, a substitute for “excellence”?
The goal is to get better not just do some ish to say we did it.
We want these excellent experiences, but wanna show up daily mediocre and I dare say – below the bar!
Eeew.
If you gonna take a squat in suffering – at least build muscle.
Muah,
Lonisa Mari 