Since I started my training journey and my little Movablebeast company, I have often found my self describing my clients as my angels, touchstones supporting my journey (literally in my car house to house), throughout my day. Yesterday on the train back from Toronto and an impromptu Christmas treat of seeing the Nutcracker, I reflected on the people who move through my days as a trainer. These are not only people I train, but the whole gamut of familiar gym goers, clients of other trainers, colleagues, facility owners, and those devoted to maintaining good health.
Indeed my clients have been my angels; they have sustained me throughout my years as a trainer, with their laughs, their conversation, their input and also the coffee and snacks they tend to offer (not to mention paying for my services). My clients make my days pass relatively pain free, and though I am tired at the end of a long day, I can say I am happily tired.
But it is the others as well, the ones I see day to day where I train, who support with a glance, a kind (or sarcastic) word, a joke, a bit of flattery, a well earned criticism. It seems we are all there, sustaining one another not just through wellness, but through life.
A glance, nod or wink may seem trivial at the time, but it is the stuff of support and unspoken energy, that contributes to the ease with which we return each day to do one more rep.
I’ve had clients do a spell of training with me, and because of scheduling or finances or any other variables, do not continue. Some rebook later down the road or keep their options open. But just the fact of meeting and getting to know some of these, yes, angels, I have come to realize that I am living some kind of charmed life; I am constantly exposed to a variety of wisdom, intellect and humour that has enriched my life a thousand fold. Some of us have wept together and most of us have giggled uncontrollably at some point.
If you are reading this and you are on my trek, throughout my day, or my life, then you know who you are and you should know how much I value the smiles, the recipes, the unspoken raised eyebrows, the book loans, the shoulders to cry on, the shared confidences, your boundless wisdom and mostly your friendship.
This year, two of my clients passed away, yet their impact has been far reaching and, sad as I have been, I am also baffled that I had the good fortune to ever cross paths. I am still living under the sway of conversations we had so many months ago.
My wish is that we all continue this journey and find support when and where we need it, to continue, in spite of the physical challenges which will present themselves, and the other challenges that we are all familiar with. May your road be filled with the kind of good fortune mine has been blessed with, may the community of angels sustain you throughout.