You are who you train
There’s a reason why I have such high job satisfaction: my clients. These people are freaking incredible. (My mom never let me say “freaking” when I was growing up. She smacked me on the back of the neck when I did. Since moving out of her house over 10 years ago, I try to say it as often as possible.) My clients are loyal, motivated, driven, and tolerant. Tolerant of my questionable comedic choices and tolerant of my tough love. A love that is so tough you’d have to be deep in it to understand it. There are times when my clients consider hating me. Not a week goes by without someone’s inner voices cursing me out. “Look at her. The trick makes everything look easy. Just do this, she says. Just? Just?!? If I didn’t think she’d kill me, I’d hit her.”
Yet, they stick with me and continue pushing themselves beyond what they think is possible. I take them through grueling workouts that leave them exhausted and debating whether they can kick me in the stomach and make it to their car before I catch them and kick them back. It’s all part of the process. Anytime someone makes you feel weak, they run the risk of being resented. That’s when I remind them they are not weak. Weak people do not exhibit the tenacity and strength that my clients do. Weak people do not come to 6am bootcamp sessions and then return less than 12 hours later for a private one on one session.
My clients are amazing. I work hard for them, staying up with the mosquitos drafting emails, creating fact sheets, and sending motivational messages. Not because they need it but because they deserve it.
Yeah, I got real sentimental today. It won’t happen again.
