Just Jump: Quick Deadlift Assessment: And Darrow On Punishment

You pick a path, an ocean, a cliff, a puddle, and you jump.

Jumping rope is easy until you think about it.

One moment, you’re bounding effortlessly like you’re made of smoke, wrists spinning like an eagle carving a figure eight in the sky.

Suddenly, a thought happens, killing all mechanical know-how, and you become aware. Your feet have feelings, and they feel the floor rocking your ankles, knees, and hips.

Whatever graceful, circus-inspired rotation of your hands disappears, and you feel like you’re turning a wrench in mud.

If you were counting, which you should have been, you forget how numbers work.

Miss. Miss. Miss. Give up.

Life is like that.

You pick a path, an ocean, a cliff, a puddle, and you jump.

You don’t think about the mechanics because how things work is what you think of before you make things work.