Cattāri Brahmavihārā

After taking a series of kicks to my left thigh last night I was unsure if I would be about to make it to my 7:30 kickboxing session. I forced myself to run my normal 5k this morning in order to try and get blood flowing through the knotted muscles but the rest of the day involved me sitting at a desk.

Regardless, I knew that I wouldn’t be satisfied having given in to pain and, since I knew I would not be causing myself lasting harm, I resolved to meet Mo (my coach) at the boxing gym.

Resolved not to complain and to do whatever he suggested I followed through and behaved almost as if my leg weren’t cramped and painful throughout the full hour of kicking and punching.

It was a small victory for my B resolve and a reminder that we are all capable of doing much more on a regular basis than we dove ourselves credit for.