I never planned on sticking with crossfit. I thought I would be out of that gym in 3 months; loose a little weight, be social, wear cute work out clothes. That was my plan.
I also never thought I would sell wine. Way to complex of a thing to understand – and who makes a career out of it anyway?
Obsession is not a proper word for both. They fuel my lifestyle. They have changed me; the real me talks to you now. Call it what you will, I’m freaking happy. Sure, ok, both are a “cult” in a way (I can’t stand when people say that), but they are my own Pajak Cult – and honey, it serves me well.
What I didn’t know was what parallel roads they travel together:
- You will never know everything; I first began studying wine because every day, there is something new. That means I can’t master it. That may bother some people, but it motivates me to no end. Just like walking up to the bar and knowing I am approaching a lift differently than I did last week, yesterday, 5 minutes ago! How can I be a master of such a living and breathing activity! What a beautiful revelation this is, and imagine where it can take my mind, my body, my future!
- Smart work pays off; Movement is funny in some ways; different placement of the feet, or a hitch of the hips changes everything! It can send you in a completely new direction! Man, I worked stupid for a long time in wine, and in movement, and it got me no where! With proper direction, and clear thought, geez, so much comes together – doesn’t it?
- Mentors; I have often found the people that have effected me the most are the last people I would pick out in a line up. Pictures in your head don’t often match what is unveiled in your life; well, at least mine. What an attraction I have to people that are just ABSORBED with something; anything! The commitment to learning about wine and crossfit seems to be the same; you just can’t breathe without learning. Life can’t continue if you don’t read about soil content in a vineyard, or how to do a muscle up. These are the people I choose to enhance my ability, yell in my ear, and, well, just give good hugs.
- Beauty; There is no other way to express a painting, fresh snow, Sunday brunch, Barolo decanted for 4 hours, or watching a clean and jerk ending with a push press. All the things in the last sentence give me chills. That is beauty and perfection; at least for a moment in time.
- The most positive thing I do for myself every day; I wish I could tell you that I don’t screw things up from time to time. I know we all do, but I seem to get myself in a jam more than I would like to admit. Knowing that I dedicate time to something more than the white noise in my head is a blessing. Writing this blog makes me recall my wine education, and think deeper. Waking up at 5:30 AM to lift heavy stuff starts my day burning with possibilities…
- Commitment to something other than Netflix; My mother once told me, after hearing about the time spent on my wine dinners, wine trainings, and working in the market – “Some people work 9 to 5 jobs every day and are very happy.” Well good for them Mom, but that isn’t me. Both wine and crossfit push me to keep going – that is what makes me happy. I can’t stop thinking of what else it out there, and if I just went a little further, what more I can accomplish. Both have set me on a track that is never going to end. I dream of deadlifts, and how I can teach someone about the regions of Burgundy. Sounds a little over the top, but this is such a good place. To know you are more than what everyone else sees is a special little secret only available upon demand. I love that.
So pour yourself a little bubbly, practice your double unders in the kitchen, watch Jason Khalipa on YouTube and dream of how he should be your boyfriend (sorry, I do that), and enjoy life people!