We often don't see people when it counts.

Every morning i wake up, and still imaging and feeling i am Dwayne "the rock" Johnston because i had a good roll in jiujitsu class the night before, battling it out with warriors and surviving the blood and submission attempts on my life, like i was in some blockbuster movie fight. And then i step out of bed and the aches and soreness are there. And then i hobble to the bathroom to empty my bladder, and as i turn on the light i am shockingly, every morning, in the mirror reminded i am not The Rock with glorious tatoos and muscles galore, rather a withering 51 year old greying white fart of a man, just trying to keep it together for another 18 hours. 

Driving to work today and I saw this 40 something lady running. It just might have been the most tortured running i have seen in ages.  It made me wonder, when we see our clients at the office and we asked them to run their fresh state they're going to give us their best running, they are naturally going to put out their best for us, even if we ask them to "just run".  The truth is, they haven't been out there for 10-15 miles slogging it out in the heat and the pain and in the dysfunction. They haven't been out in the elements slowly fatiguing stablizers, slowly layering neuroprotective tightness and strategies to offset the fatiguing structures. Even if that lady came in to see me tomorrow, i am not going to see what i saw in here on the side of the road. The clues i might see will be the muscular inhibition, the neuroprotective tightness, the compensations.  And if i put them through a screening method, i am going to see her strategies in the screen to get around all that i mentioned above.

  I think my question for my clients needs to be, be honest with me how ugly does your run get in the later miles when you're in pain?  But then again, that is an impossible question isn't it !? Self awareness has its limitations.  After all, we are human.

Every morning i wake up, and still imaging i am Dwayne "the rock" Johnston because i had a good roll in jiu jitsu class the night before, battling it out with warriors and surviving like i was in some blockbuster movie fight. And then i step out of bed and the aches and soreness is there. And then i hobble to the bathroom to empty my 51 year old bladder, and as i turn on the light i am sockingly, every morning, reminded i am a withering 51 year old greying white fart of a man, just trying to keep it together for another 18 hours. 

And even so, when asked to run at my doctors office, i am still gonna put on my best run for them. I will hide my flaws, my weaknesses, my tightness, my soreness, and give them the best run i have.  The game is on them. Lets see how good they are.

Good luck today comrades, see what you can find and solve in all those who come begging for help, yet doing their best to hide their worst.