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In these blog posts, I always try to impart some superior knowledge to our adoring fans in order for them to have an incredible golf experience through simple golf conditioning and training.
What's this....you don't agree? Oh, that I would like that to be true. But the real truth is that I struggle sometimes with what to write about that will be informative and helpful.
Today, I want to veer off off the golf specific trail and pass along an experience I had this morning that made me stop and think about what my purpose is in life, and why I am writing this blog.
I belong to, and frequent, a gym in Stuart, Florida, fairly close to where Vicki and I live. I start my workout on the treadmill for a warm up and to wake up (I get there at about 5:15 am). As I do my 10 or so minutes of warm up, I observe the other morning gym rats as they go through their routines.
What's this....you don't agree? Oh, that I would like that to be true. But the real truth is that I struggle sometimes with what to write about that will be informative and helpful.
Today, I want to veer off off the golf specific trail and pass along an experience I had this morning that made me stop and think about what my purpose is in life, and why I am writing this blog.
I belong to, and frequent, a gym in Stuart, Florida, fairly close to where Vicki and I live. I start my workout on the treadmill for a warm up and to wake up (I get there at about 5:15 am). As I do my 10 or so minutes of warm up, I observe the other morning gym rats as they go through their routines.
One particular young man has been there every morning in which I have gone. I'll call him James. James is a very big man and has been steadily losing weight and it really shows. As of this morning, he is down over 125 pounds, having started at a little over 450 pounds.
When I first saw him about a year ago, I noticed that he walked sluggishly around the gym as he made his way to the next machine, then the next. It would be easy to say, "Heck, I would walk sluggishly too if I weighed that much". I saw it differently.
One day, several months ago,I walked up to him and told him how I noticed he was losing weight and congratulated him on his incredible commitment to being there every day. I then passed along a tip which I had heard a while back that affected me positively. I told him to consider "Walking faster with his head up". I told him that adding a little bit of giddy-up to his gate would make him feel better and possibly help him workout more purposefully.
From that day forward, he has been flying around that gym and actually looks more dedicated. Man, what a great sage am I? No, it was that I just talked to him and wanted him to feel better about himself (having been in a similar situation myself a while back).
Today, as I was in the parking lot getting on our Honda GoldWing to head home, James was walking to his truck. I stopped him and told him again how great he was looking and asked how much weight he had lost. He stopped and with a big smile told me the number. He beamed with as much pride as a golfer would as he told how he broke 80 for the first time in his life.
We talked for about 10 minutes. I asked him a few questions about his nutrition and his family and he just talked. I passed along a few ideas that worked for me and he was very appreciative.
As the conversation wound down and we both turned to get to our vehicles, he turned back to me and said, "Thank you for talking to me". My first reaction was, "sure, no problem...I talk to everyone". But a few seconds later it hit me. I had this rush of feelings that maybe I was the only person in a long time who would engage someone like him in a meaningful conversation and actually be interested in what he thought or felt. On the other hand, maybe he just a nice guy and wanted to thank me...that's all. It was the way he said it that makes me think the former.
I love to engage people...all people, and help where I can. That's probably why I write these posts.
Now get our there and talk to someone. You may make their day!
Ken Pierce
When I first saw him about a year ago, I noticed that he walked sluggishly around the gym as he made his way to the next machine, then the next. It would be easy to say, "Heck, I would walk sluggishly too if I weighed that much". I saw it differently.
One day, several months ago,I walked up to him and told him how I noticed he was losing weight and congratulated him on his incredible commitment to being there every day. I then passed along a tip which I had heard a while back that affected me positively. I told him to consider "Walking faster with his head up". I told him that adding a little bit of giddy-up to his gate would make him feel better and possibly help him workout more purposefully.
From that day forward, he has been flying around that gym and actually looks more dedicated. Man, what a great sage am I? No, it was that I just talked to him and wanted him to feel better about himself (having been in a similar situation myself a while back).
Today, as I was in the parking lot getting on our Honda GoldWing to head home, James was walking to his truck. I stopped him and told him again how great he was looking and asked how much weight he had lost. He stopped and with a big smile told me the number. He beamed with as much pride as a golfer would as he told how he broke 80 for the first time in his life.
We talked for about 10 minutes. I asked him a few questions about his nutrition and his family and he just talked. I passed along a few ideas that worked for me and he was very appreciative.
As the conversation wound down and we both turned to get to our vehicles, he turned back to me and said, "Thank you for talking to me". My first reaction was, "sure, no problem...I talk to everyone". But a few seconds later it hit me. I had this rush of feelings that maybe I was the only person in a long time who would engage someone like him in a meaningful conversation and actually be interested in what he thought or felt. On the other hand, maybe he just a nice guy and wanted to thank me...that's all. It was the way he said it that makes me think the former.
I love to engage people...all people, and help where I can. That's probably why I write these posts.
Now get our there and talk to someone. You may make their day!
Ken Pierce
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