MLB playoffs are in the air... ahh, I LOVE October baseball. It's been a privelege for me to be able to root for my Yankees every year since I can remember. Some years for much longer than others, but they always seem to find a way to make the playoffs This year, the Phillies made their way in, and while I am a die-hard Yankees fan, I can remember being a very small child in Phillies gear, sitting on the back porch with my great grandmother who was quite possibly the biggest Phillies fan I have ever known. We sat and listened to the games on the radio together... ON THE RADIO... That even amazes me, and I was there! A 5 year old paying attention to a radio for hours. I must have been a phanatic about baseball even then...

It's called passion. That is what made me leave my good paying corporate job and office to get back to sports and athletes and all that made me strive to be better. It's a passion. It moves me and drives me and makes me wake up at 4:30am every day to work with others who want to find the BEST of themselves.

Some days are harder than others... some days we are the windshield and other days we are the fly. Life never informed you it would be without "splatter moments", did it? Passion is what holds it all together. If your WHY is strong enough, the HOW doesn't matter.

What is your passion? Are you living it?

Life needs to be played, not just watched or listened to...

I spent most of my early childhood listening to baseball on the radio, then started to see it on TV, then actually went to games. I LOVED it. And then, I stepped foot on the field and I have never gotten rid of those red clay dirt stains on my socks. In fact, all these years later my new socks still manage to have the same stains.

Helping others find that same fire is my passion. Enjoy it... all of it. Because at the end of the day, it's all we will ever have.

Enjoy the process,

Coach Jen