No Complaining. No Explaining.

To live as a professional athlete has always been my dream.  I gave up on it as a reality long ago but I still daydream about it all the time.  The other day I was taking some shots at a basketball court.  I haven’t done this in over a decade.  As I found my rhythm with my shot, I began to daydream about some open tryout for an NBA team and walking in and destroying everyone.  LOL.  What can I say, I’m always going to dream big.  

But I’m realistic.  I know that at 43 years old, being a professional athlete in any sport is virtually impossible.  But what do I do with these imaginations I keep having?  Lately I have been thinking about looking at my job as a security guard in a different way.  I’ve said this many times before, but I am fortunate in that my job is easy and I have plenty of freedom to move my body while at work.  We even have a small gym with weights for employees.  I’ve known for years that it doesn’t take fancy facilities or equipment to build world class athleticism.  It takes time and dedication.  There’s no reason I can’t live my life as a professional athlete and think like a professional athlete even though my income doesn’t come from athletics. 

At the beginning of this year I decided to adopt 2 mantra’s:

• ‘No Complaining.  No Explaining.’
  (I heard this somewhere and it really resonated with me.  I can’t recall who it was attributed to.)
• ‘World Class’

For the last 5 years working as a security guard I have done so much complaining about how boring the job can be.  Simultaneously, I’m constantly reminding myself that the boredom is my opportunity to build the life and mentality that I want.  The complaining is taking up the space that could be used for problem solving.  Also, explaining myself to people has been huge problem over the years.  Explaining why I don’t use my Engineering Degree.  Explaining why I wanted to do an MMA fight.  Explaining why I’m so into fitness.  Explaining why I put so much time into writing and content creation.  All this energy spent trying to explain my life to others is usually driven by my own insecurities.  I’m done.  I’m me.  I’m going to be me until the day I die.  No complaining.  No explaining.

The permissive nature of my job allows me to implement the second mantra.  My living room can be a living room or it’s a world class physical training facility.  My kitchen can just be a kitchen or it’s a world class dining facility for athletes.  My workplace can be my workplace or it can be another world class training facility for athletes.  It’s all in how I look at things.

My entire life there has only been one thing I really wanted to do professionally: be an athlete.  My whole life I’ve been waiting for some coach or some team to tell me I’m that.  I’m done waiting.  I’m world class even if I’m the only one that knows it or believes it!  No, I’m not quitting my job and I don’t have my eye on any athletics competitions of any kind.  As a matter of fact, I’m trying to work more this year…  After all, I’m getting paid to workout at a world class training facility.  What athlete wouldn’t want to spend more time in such a place?

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