Eating my Words
A coach's view...
We recently started up our CF Kids program at CFJ. It wasn't supposed to be my thing. Brent would handle the Kids program along with our other coaches. I would assist him when necessary. I handle fundamentals, scheduling and other responsibilities. We divide and conquer. "I am not in charge of the kids," I declared on more than one occasion.
So, then our kid classes BOOMED. For almost every parent we coached, we were also coaching their kids! I started helping out more and more. Somewhere along the way I realized I was hooked and completely loved it. Every class I found myself saying things like, "Jenny, you are on your mom's bar. That is where she does all her pull-ups," or "Luke, you have a strong squat just like your dad!" The more I said these things, the more I realized the beauty of it. When our kids hear coaches praising their parents and likening their positive healthy behavior to their own, they stand up a little straighter and pride twinkles in their eyes. They own it. The whole family owns it.
Show, don't tell. Our athletes are working to build better versions of themselves, and in turn, they are sending their kids an incredibly powerful message. I will once again swallow my pride and eat my words. If you need me, I will be at CF Kids.