I’ve been training with my coach, James Henry, for ten years and he gets this. At this point in my career I am reluctant to change my style. I’ve wasted a greater portion of my career unsuccessfully trying to do this. I have been most successful, embracing my technique. Clearly, it works for me and it has gotten me this far.
It’s like a Jenga puzzle, for any athlete. By changing something, to make one’s technique perfect, you may unravel all the other strengths of an athlete and everything falls out of place.
This past weekend, when I was training, a random man came and stood between me and the exercise I was doing, standing a foot away from my face. He then proceeded to criticize my style and proclaim he was the Messiah of high jumping that he could make me jump 20cm higher. REALLY?!?!?!?!?
When this happened I was doing something requiring my complete attention. So, I shooed him away, but the damage had already been done. I was so mad at what had just happened that when I returned to my activities I was still thinking about this man and his comments. As I was jumping on a box, I missed the landing and fell…. I mean I fell HARD! The hardest I have ever in training. My day ended with me in the ER. Fortunately, the bleeding stopped, I didn’t break anything and my injuries should only sideline me for a week. It could have been serious and a lot worse!